Hymns Old and New 1987

Transcription

1. Tell Me the Story of Jesus
Tell me the story of Jesus;
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels, in chorus,
Sang as they welcomed His birth,
“Glory to God in the highest!
Peace and good tidings to earth.”
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Fasting, alone in the desert,
Tell of the days that He passed,
How for our sins He was tempted,
Yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of His labour;
Tell of the sorrow He bore;
He was despised and afflicted,
Homeless, rejected and poor.
Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
Suffering in anguish and pain;
Tell of the grave where they laid Him,
Tell how He liveth again.
Love in that story so tender,
Clearer than ever I see;
Stay, let me say, “I will follow
Him who has suffered for me.”
author→ Fanny J. Crosby
composer→ J. R. Sweney (1837-1899)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
2. More About Jesus
More about Jesus would I know,
More of His grace to others show;
More of His saving fullness see,
More of His love who died for me.
More, more about Jesus;
More of His saving fullness see,
More of His love who died for me.
More about Jesus let me learn,
More of His holy will discern;
Spirit of God, my teacher be,
Showing the things of Christ to me.
More about Jesus in His word,
Holding communion with my Lord,
Hearing His voice in every line,
Making each faithful saying mine.
More about Jesus on His throne,
Riches in glory all His own;
More of His kingdom’s sure increase;
More of His coming, Prince of Peace.
author→ Eliza E. Hewitt
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 6, 6, 8, 8
3. Tell Me Again
Tell me again of God’s wonderful love:
How Jesus left those fair mansions above,
Suffered and died for my sins on the tree;
He made atonement for you and for me.
Tell how He lived for me; tell how He died,
Sorely afflicted and nailed to the tree,
Wounded and bruised for the sins of the world:
Love so abounding– O tell it to me!
Tell me again how He wept for their sin,
Opened life’s gate that they all might come in;
But they despised Him and hardened their heart,
Cast out their Saviour and bid Him depart.
Tell me again how in sorrow He prayed;
All our transgressions on Jesus were laid.
None was found worthy for sin to atone:
Death’s bitter cup He must drink all alone.
Tell how exceedingly bitter His cry,
Nailed to the cross where they left Him to die;
Grieved and forsaken, God spared not His Son:
Love’s mighty work of redemption is done.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ May Whittle Moody (1870-)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
4. O Lamb of God
O Lamb of God, wherever Thou dost go,
Thy blood-stained footprints leaving here below,
We, too, shall follow by Thy grace so free;
Through suffering Thou didst get the victory.
Born in a stable, not a priestly son,
Sorrow and suffering Thou didst never shun;
But though despised, rejected and outcast,
Thy name exalted is on high at last.
Thou art the Pattern, Thou art still the same;
Despised, rejected, we shall bear Thy name.
Why should we wish to take a different way,
With the great crowds who will not do, but say?
A few short years to labour with Thee here,
Seeking for those who will Thy name revere,
Then to our home where Thou art shall we come;
Lord, help us lose our lives for Thee alone.
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author→ Milne Stouffer
composer→ E. J. Hopkins (1818-1901)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Ellers
5. To This Earth
To this earth to live and labour
In His Father’s name,
Poor and homeless, unknown stranger,
Jesus came.
Foxes have their lair for shelter,
Birds, their leafy nest,
But the loving Saviour had not
Where to rest.
From this lowly Man of Sorrows
Many hid their face:
Shame and scorn were heaped upon Him,
And disgrace.
Oh, that life so pure and holy,
Sacrificed each day,
Giving freely life and service
All the way!
At the close His blood so precious,
Shed for all mankind;
Still His foes were mocking, scoffing–
They were blind.
God has raised up this same Jesus,
Made Him Lord of all;
Sons of men, O now receive Him:
Hear His call.
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author→ Jack Craig
composer→ H. W. Baker (1821-1877)
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 3
tune→ Stephanos
6. When I Survey
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord;
All the vain things that charm me most–
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See, from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
author→ Isaac Watts
composer→ Dr. E. Miller (1732-1807)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Rockingham
7. O Tell Me More
O tell me more of Christ, my Saviour;
On this glad theme dwell o’er and o’er;
His boundless grace, His saving favour,
His precious name– O tell me more!
O tell me more! So much I need
His power to keep, His hand to lead;
O tell me more of Him I love,
Until I see His face above.
O tell me more of love’s sweet story,
If you would cheer and comfort me–
How Jesus wept, the King of glory,
Those tender tears of sympathy.
O tell me more! How waves of sorrow
Shall hear His voice say “Peace, be still”;
How, after night, bright dawns the morrow
To those who trust His blessèd will.
O tell me more! And I, repeating
The happy news, shall spread the joy;
Come, blessèd Lord, Thy work completing,
Till songs of praise our lips employ.
author→ E. E. Hewitt
composer→ P. P. Bilhorn (1881-1936)
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
8. Was It for Me?
Was it for me, for me alone,
The Saviour left His glorious throne,
The dazzling splendours of the sky:
Was it for me He came to die?
It was for me, yes, all for me;
Oh, love of God, so great, so free!
Oh, wondrous love! Oh, boundless grace!
He died for me, He took my place.
Was it for me sweet angel strains
Came floating o’er Judea’s plains
That starlight night so long ago:
Was it for me God planned it so?
Was it for me He wept and prayed,
My load of sin before Him laid
That night within Gethsemane:
Was it for me, that agony?
Was it for me He bowed His head
Upon the cross and freely shed
His precious blood, that crimson tide:
Was it for me the Saviour died?
author→ J. M. Whyte
composer→ J. M. Whyte
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
9. Jesus Came From Heaven
Jesus came from heaven revealing
God the Father here below,
All His truth to us declaring,
That we might His purpose know.
Let us follow, ever follow,
In His steps, whate’er befall,
Looking always unto Jesus:
In His name we conquer all.
Deepest darkness is prevailing
O’er the world on every side,
But if we will follow Jesus
We shall in His light abide.
He has given His life a ransom
That the prisoner might go free,
And has sent His servants warning
Men from coming wrath to flee.
Satan’s power will soon be broken
When the Prince of Life appears;
Then the darkness will be over;
God shall wipe away our tears.
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Jardine
composer→ Charles A. Converse (1832-1918)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Converse
10. Jesus Now and Jesus Ever
Jesus is our only message;
Jesus all our theme shall be;
We will lift up Jesus ever;
Jesus only will we see.
Jesus now and Jesus ever,
Jesus all in all we sing:
Blessèd Saviour, Sanctifier,
Glorious Lord and coming King.
Jesus is our only Saviour:
All our guilt He bore away;
All our righteousness He gives us,
All our strength from day to day.
Jesus is our only power,
Dwelling in each yielded heart;
We need never fear nor falter:
Grace and strength He doth impart.
Jesus is our only Master;
Sweet it is His will to do;
We would yield ourselves to serve Him
With a heart and purpose true.
author→ Albert B. Simpson
composer→ Charles A. Converse (1832-1918)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
11. Jesus Is Still the Same
Jesus is still the same
And ever will remain
Through time to come;
Though born in low estate,
Not ranked among the great,
He is the only gate,
God’s own sent One.
“Jesus, control my heart;
Help me to do my part
From day to day;
Help me to yield to Thee,
That I may always be
An offering glad and free,
In Thine own way.”
Some bright, glad day His own
Shall stand around the throne–
A victor throng:
The bitter conflict o’er,
Sickness and death no more,
Singing on that blest shore
Redemption’s song.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Dr. Lowell Mason (1792-1872)
meter→ 6, 10, 6, 6, 10
tune→ Olivet
12. O God of Bethel
O God of Bethel! by whose hand
Thy people still are fed,
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led.
Our vows, our prayers we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
Through each perplexing path of life,
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
O spread Thy covering wings around
Till all our wanderings cease
And, at our Father’s loved abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.
Such blessings from Thy gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And Thou shalt be our chosen God
And portion evermore.
author→ Philip Doddridge
composer→ W. H. Havergal (1793-1870)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Evan
13. Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee
Jesus, the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills my breast,
But sweeter far Thy face to see
And in Thy presence rest.
No voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind.
O hope of every contrite heart!
O joy of all the meek!
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!
But what to those who find? ah, this
No tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.
Jesus, our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize shalt be;
Jesus, be Thou our glory now
And through eternity.
author→ Bernard Of Clairvaux
composer→ J. B. Dykes (1823-1876)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ St. Agnes
14. Bow Down Thine Ear
Bow down Thine ear to me:
No place of rest is nigh;
O Lamb of God, I come to Thee;
In mercy hear my cry.
My heart is sore oppressed;
I come to Thee in all my sin;
I come and long for rest.
Long in the desert ways
My feet have loved to roam;
The dreary waste I leave behind
And turn to Thee and home.
Earth’s passing pleasures vain,
How soon they fade and die!
I sought for bread, but found a stone,
Which could not satisfy.
The darkness gathers round:
Forsake me not, I pray;
A humble, contrite heart I bring;
O turn me not away.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ H. G. Nageli (1768-1836)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Dennis
15. Oh, Blessèd Rest of Heart
Oh, blessèd rest of heart,
From doubting, fear and sin–
A rest in Christ, the risen Lord,
Who sweetly reigns within.
I’m glad this rest is free–
This blessèd rest from sin.
This rest is free for you and me–
A living Christ within.
He sought my wayward heart,
Was earnest to come in–
A heart to wandering ever prone,
Whose reigning power was sin.
I gave to Him my heart,
A rebel, sinful thing;
I gave it, all the heart I had–
It sorely needed Him.
My rest is deep and strong,
Abiding, true and clean–
No darkness now, nor fear at all,
For Jesus reigns supreme.
Reign over me, Lord Jesus,
O keep my heart Thy throne:
It shall be Thine forevermore;
It shall be Thine alone.
author→ J. S. Haugh
composer→ H. G. Nageli (1768-1836)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Zürich
16. Yesterday, Today, Forever
Oh, how sweet the glorious message
Simple faith may claim:
Yesterday, today, forever,
Jesus is the same.
Still He loves to save the sinful,
Heal the sick and lame,
Cheer the mourner, still the tempest–
Glory to His name!
Jesus is the same;
All may change, but Jesus never!
Glory to His name!
He who was the Friend of sinners
Seeks thee, lost one, now;
Sinner, come, and at His footstool
Penitently bow.
He who said, “I’ll not condemn thee:
Go, and sin no more,”
Speaks to thee that word of pardon
As in days of yore.
He who mid the raging billows
Walked upon the sea,
Still can hush our wildest tempest,
As on Galilee.
He who wept and prayed in anguish
In Gethsemane,
Drinks with us each cup of trembling,
In our agony.
author→ Albert B. Simpson
composer→ J. H. Burke (19th Century)
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
17. Wash Me From Sin
Wash me, O Lamb of God,
Wash me from sin!
By Thine atoning blood,
O make me clean!
Purge me from every stain;
Let me Thine image gain;
In love and mercy reign
O’er all within.
Wash me from sin!
I long to be like Thee–
All pure within.
Now let the crimson tide,
Shed from Thy wounded side,
Be to my heart applied
And make me clean.
Wash me from sin!
By faith Thy cleansing blood
Now makes me clean.
So near art Thou to me,
So sweet my rest in Thee–
Oh, blessèd purity,
Saved, saved from sin.
Wash me from sin!
Thou, while I trust in Thee,
Wilt keep me clean.
Each day to Thee I bring
Heart, life, yea, everything,
Saved, while to Thee I cling,
Saved from all sin.
author→ H. B. Beegle
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
tune→ Bethany
18. The Way of the Cross
I must needs go home by the way of the cross–
There’s no other way but this;
I shall ne’er get sight of the gates of light,
If the way of the cross I miss.
The way of the cross leads home;
It is sweet to know as I onward go,
The way of the cross leads home.
I must needs go on in the blood-sprinkled way,
The path that the Saviour trod,
If I ever climb to the heights sublime,
Where the soul is at home with God.
Then I bid farewell to the way of the world,
To walk in it nevermore;
For my Lord says “Come” and I seek my home,
Where He waits at the open door.
author→ Jessie B. Pounds
composer→ Charles H. Gabriel (1856-1932)
meter→ 11, 7, 10, 8, 7, 7, 10, 7
19. Not Redeemed With Gold
Not redeemed with gold or silver,
But with precious blood I am;
Priceless was the ransom given–
God the Father’s spotless Lamb.
It was Jesus, my Saviour,
Gave His life to ransom me;
Love beyond my comprehending,
When He suffered on Calvary.
Not redeemed to vainly squander
Time and talents He bestows;
Strength He gives to bear the burden–
Well this feeble frame He knows.
Not redeemed to live in pleasure
While the precious moments fly;
Brief our span of life to labour–
Days and years pass swiftly by.
He redeemed me– oh, what mercy!
Greater love could never be!
God’s own Son, so pure and holy,
Was the sacrifice for me.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Charles J. Butler
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
20. From Heaven’s Glory
From heaven’s glory,
From His radiant throne above,
Came our Redeemer
In His wondrous love.
Oh, what pain and sorrow
Jesus suffered on the tree
As He died for sinners,
Died for you and me.
Saviour, my Saviour,
Thou hast died to make me free;
Help me to serve Thee
Till Thy blessèd face I see.
Faint and forsaken,
Out on Calvary’s mountainside,
Jesus, my Saviour,
Bowed His head and died.
He, our hope and surety,
All this suffering meekly bore,
But He rose triumphant,
Liveth evermore.
How can we grieve Him–
Jesus, blessèd Son of God–
Him, who so freely
Gave His precious blood?
With no hand to help us,
Drifting to a hopeless grave,
Jesus paid the ransom:
He alone could save.
Come to the Saviour,
With thy weary load of care;
Tell Him thy sorrow;
He will hear thy prayer.
He will loose thy burden,
Make thee victor over sin;
He will fill with gladness
All thy heart within.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ F. E. Belden
meter→ 5, 7, 5, 5, 6, 7, 6, 5, 5, 7, 5, 7
21. If We but Knew
If we but knew the cost at which He came,
The price whereby the veil was rent in twain,
Would we not praise as angels praise His name?
If we but knew! If we but knew!
If we but knew the sorrow and the loss,
The lonely hours, the garden, yea, the cross,
Before such love all else would be as dross,
If we but knew the joy His heart has planned,
The strength and mercy of the outstretched hand,
Not long would He rejected, waiting stand,
If we but knew! O Jesus, Lord of all,
Before whom angels bow and nations fall,
Lest we resist Thy sweet, insistent call,
Help us to know, help us to know.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mrs. Elma Milton
composer→ Geo. C. Stebbins (1846-1945)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 8
22. Is It Nothing to You?
Is it nothing to you that the Saviour
In agony died on the tree?
He was smitten of God and afflicted
To purchase salvation for thee.
In deep agony,
Afflicted was He;
When He poured out His soul in His anguish,
O friend! He was stricken for thee.
Is it nothing to you that, in sorrow,
The Saviour is now passing by?
“I’d have gathered them in, but they would not”–
Exceedingly bitter His cry.
Is it nothing to you, is it nothing,
Your many transgressions He bore
When He purchased eternal redemption,
That you might be free evermore?
Is it nothing to you He is coming–
The Judge of the quick and the dead?
Oh, then how will you stand in the judgment,
When earth and its pleasures have fled?
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ F. M. Davis (1839-1896)
meter→ 10, 8, 10, 8, 10, 10, 8
23. Oh, the Love That Sought Me
In tenderness He sought me,
So weary, sick with sin,
And on His shoulders brought me
Back to His fold again,
While angels in His presence sang
Until the courts of heaven rang.
Oh, the love that sought me!
Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold–
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold!
He pointed to the nailprints:
For me His blood was shed;
A mocking crown so thorny
Was placed upon His head.
I wondered what He saw in me,
To suffer such deep agony.
So while the hours are passing,
All now is perfect rest;
I’m waiting for the morning,
The brightest and the best,
When He will call us to His side
To be with Him– His spotless bride.
author→ W. Spencer Walton
composer→ A. J. Gordon (1836-1895)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 8, 6, 6, 9, 9
24. From Every Stain
From every stain made clean,
From every sin set free–
O blessèd Lord, this is the gift
That Thou hast promised me;
And pressing through the past
Of failure, fault and fear,
Before Thy cross my all I cast
And dare to leave it there.
From Thee I would not hide
My sin because of fear,
What men may think, I hate my pride
And as I am appear:
Just as I am, O Lord,
Not what I’m thought to be;
Just as I am, a struggling soul,
For life and liberty.
While in Thy light I stand,
My heart, I seem to see,
Has failed to take from Thine own hand
The gift it offers me.
O Lord, Thy plenteous grace,
Thy wisdom and Thy power,
I here proclaim before Thy face,
Can keep me every hour.
Upon the altar here,
I lay my treasure down;
I only want to have Thee near,
King of my heart to crown.
The fire doth surely burn
My every selfish claim;
And while from them to Thee I turn,
I trust in Thy great name.
author→ Herbert H. Booth
composer→ I. B. Woodbury (1819-1868)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Nearer Home
25. Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee,
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be.
I will follow Thee, my Saviour:
Thou hast shed Thy blood for me;
And though all the world forsake Thee,
By Thy grace I will follow Thee.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought and hoped and known;
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heaven are still mine own.
Let the world despise and leave me;
They have left my Saviour too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
Man may trouble and distress me;
’Twill but drive me to Thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me,
But in Thee I find my rest.
author→ Henry F. Lyte
composer→ Henry T. Smart (1813-1879)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Freetown
26. Thy Life Was Given for Me
Thy life was given for me!
Thy blood, O Lord, was shed
That I might ransomed be
And quickened from the dead.
Thy life was given for me:
What have I given for Thee?
Long years were spent for me
In weariness and woe,
That through eternity
Thy glory I might know.
Long years were spent for me:
Have I spent one for Thee?
And Thou hast brought to me,
Down from Thy home above,
Salvation full and free,
Thy pardon and Thy love.
Great gifts Thou broughtest me:
What have I brought to Thee?
Oh, let my life be given,
My years for Thee be spent,
World fetters all be riven,
And joy with suffering blent.
To Thee my all I bring,
My Saviour and my King.
author→ Frances R. Havergal
composer→ F. R. Havergal (1836-1879)
meter→ 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6
tune→ Baca
27. He First Loved Me
There is no friend like Jesus
On earth, in heaven above:
Unfailing, never changing,
His name and nature, love.
He left His home in glory
To die on Calvary;
I cannot help but love Him,
Because He first loved me.
My soul was heavy-burdened,
And sorrow filled my heart:
Sin’s fearful condemnation,
My portion and my part.
The message came from heaven,
“I died your soul to free”;
How great my consolation!
The Lamb of God has died;
In Him I am accepted,
Forgiven, sanctified.
I soon shall join the ransomed–
My Saviour I shall see;
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ S. S. Wesley (1810-1876)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Aurelia
28. Come, Let Us Follow Jesus
Come, let us follow Jesus–
It is the path of life;
See, all the faithful trod it
And conquered in the strife:
As strangers and as pilgrims,
They all with one accord
Through tribulation entered
The kingdom of our Lord.
Apostles, prophets, martyrs,
A great and noble throng,
This road that lies before us,
In ages past have gone.
They marked it with their footprints,
With tears and pain and blood,
Yet bravely struggled onward,
Strong in the strength of God.
Began, continued, finished,
The crown of life they won;
Hark! as their voices call us,
The race of life to run.
Heed not the world’s allurements:
We pass this way no more.
Lay hold on life eternal:
This life will soon be o’er.
Who saves his life shall lose it;
Who loses it shall save
To life that is eternal,
Secure beyond the grave.
With loins girt up and ready,
With purpose firm and strong,
We’ll tread where God’s true servants
In ages past have gone.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Robert Skerritt
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
29. God’s Word Is So Pure
God’s word is so pure and so precious to me;
Its precepts I love and adore–
A lamp to my feet and a light to my path,
Till pilgrimage days are no more.
’Tis better than thousands of silver and gold,
More precious than rubies can be,
To sit at the feet of my Master divine
And hear when He speaketh to me.
How peaceful and pleasant the ways of the Lord,
When under the Saviour’s control;
The word that He speaketh is spirit and life,
Refreshing and sweet to my soul.
I hear and obey, and my soul is set free
To follow my Saviour and King;
I cherish His word deeply hid in my heart–
Rejoicing, His praises I sing.
O Lord, let my heart in Thy statutes be sound;
Thy law is my joy and delight;
Incline now the heart of Thy servant, I pray,
To ponder therein day and night.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ George D. Moore (19th Century)
meter→ 11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 8
30. We Have Found Him
Ye who trace with weary hearts and sad
Those blest scenes of Galilee,
O rejoice and be forever glad!
“We have found Him– come and see!”
“We have found Him!– Joy of the Ages!”
And our song with heaven’s gladness rings:
“We have found the Christ of whom the prophets spake;
We have found Him, King of kings.”
Ye who hunger for the living word,
Ye who thirst for living springs,
Come, each waiting heart with joy is stirred
By the song the herald sings.
This same Christ who taught beside the sea
Walks upon the earth today,
And He comes in lowliness to thee,
Templed still in mortal clay.
“We have found Him!” Bear the tidings far,
Wheresoever men are found,
Until all who seek the Guiding Star
Shall in light and peace abound.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 9, 7, 9, 7, 9, 9, 11, 7
31. Hasten to the Place of Refuge
Hasten to the place of refuge;
Do not linger on the plain.
If you hope to dwell with Jesus,
You must needs be born again.
Do not build your hope on theory:
Righteous acts will not avail.
Christ in you, the hope of glory,
Is the Rock which cannot fail.
Heed the warning, come to Jesus:
Of all friends He is the best.
Do not grieve His Holy Spirit;
Come, and He will give you rest.
Come and drink the living waters;
Bread of life is free to all.
Do not slight the invitation;
Hearken to the Saviour’s call.
Full salvation Jesus offers,
Victory over self and sin.
At the door of hope He’s waiting,
There to bid you “Welcome in.”
Time is ever speeding onward;
Here you cannot hope to stay.
Death is ever drawing nearer,
And the call you must obey.
In His tender love and mercy,
Jesus waits to lead you home;
From His light and love and presence,
Why will you in darkness roam?
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ A. B. Simpson (1848-1919)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
32. We Love the Perfect Way
We love the perfect way of God,
The lowly path the Saviour trod;
Pilgrims and strangers here we roam:
We’re travelling on to God and home.
In Jesus we have found the way
Which leads to God and endless day;
While here on earth He lends us breath,
We will be true, be true till death.
We hear His voice and bless the hand
That leads us through the desert land;
We know the end is fair and sweet,
Where we shall rest our weary feet.
Our God is merciful and kind:
He found us lost in sin and blind,
And gently led us to the light;
Our song shall praise Him day and night.
His arm is strong: we do not fear,
Though Satan’s host is ever near;
He will protect us and defend
And keep us faithful to the end.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ James M. Black (1856-1938)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Truest Friend (altered)
33. Give of Your Best
Give of your best to the Master,
Give of the strength of your youth;
Throw your soul’s fresh, glowing ardour
Into the battle for truth.
Jesus has set the example:
Dauntless was He, true and brave;
Give Him your loyal devotion,
Give Him the best that you have.
Give of the strength of your youth;
Clad in salvation’s full armour,
Join in the battle for truth.
Give Him first place in your heart;
Give Him first place in your service;
Consecrate every part.
Give, and to you shall be given–
God His belovèd Son gave;
Gratefully seeking to serve Him,
Give of your best to the Master–
Naught else is worthy His love;
He gave Himself for your ransom,
Gave up His glory above,
Laid down His life without murmur,
You from sin’s ruin to save;
Give Him your heart’s adoration,
author→ Howard B. Grose
composer→ Wm. J. Kirkpatrick (1838-1921)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
34. Teach Us, Lord
Teach us, Lord, our days to number,
That our hearts we may apply
Unto wisdom, ever seeking
Christ our Lord to glorify.
Teach us, Lord, to walk in wisdom
While our days are speeding past;
Grant that we may bear Thine image
Till we reach our home at last.
Teach us, Lord, our days to number–
Brief, so brief, life’s longest span;
Make us wise with heavenly wisdom,
Doing good while yet we can.
Teach us, Lord, our days to number;
Wake our souls to righteousness;
Save us from things seen and temporal;
Thou, our source of life and bliss.
Teach us, Lord, our days to number;
May we spend them one and all
In Thy service, watching, waiting,
Till we hear the final call.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
35. God’s Salvation
God has always laboured human lives to win
To His path of life from varied ways of sin.
This is what He offers; nothing else will do
But the life of Jesus Christ lived out in you.
God’s salvation is the Christ within,
Giving daily victory over sin:
Him as Lord by lip and life confessed–
Walking in His footsteps to eternal rest.
Some compare their lives with lives of other men
And by moral actions hope God’s home to gain;
Yet the best men living, unrenewed by God,
Must be shut forever from that blest abode.
Friend, if you are honest, yield your life to God,
Make the Christ your Master, choose the path He trod.
Fear not to confess His name and serve Him now;
Power is yours, as daily to His will you bow.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Willie Hughes
composer→ E. O. Excell (1851-1921)
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 9, 9, 9, 11
36. Is There No Light?
“Is there no light,” some anxious soul is asking,
“To guide my steps into the path of life?
Is there no light? for I am growing weary
Of this vain world with all its sin and strife.”
The Light of Life through Jesus still is shining,
And unto you He says, “I am the Way.”
O doubting soul, there is no need to wander:
Turn unto Him– He will not let you stray.
He came to be a light to those in darkness,
To all who have this vale of shadow trod.
If you receive Him, He will be your Saviour
And give you power to be a child of God.
A little while the Light of Life is with you;
O follow Him, and He will lead you on;
Do not delay, lest darkness overwhelm you
And, turning late, you find that He is gone.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Alex Walker
composer→ H. P. Main (1838-1925)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
37. Nothing Matters but Salvation
God gives you the invitation
To a life that is divine;
For this full and free salvation,
Come in His accepted time.
Nothing matters but salvation,
In this world or that to come;
When the race of life is run.
Hear the prophets’ exhortation
Given with a warning sound;
Call on God for His salvation,
In a time He may be found.
Pray for pardon and salvation,
And it shall be as thou wilt;
In Christ is no condemnation:
Hide yourself in Him from guilt.
God gives you this invitation:
“Come to me ere death draws nigh;
When I clothe you with salvation,
You shall live and shall not die.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Martin
composer→ Ludwig von Beethoven (1720-1827)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
38. This Question God Would Ask
This question God would ask of thee:
“Is it worthwhile so foolishly
To waste the precious life I gave,
Then weep and wail beyond the grave?”
’Tis not worthwhile, O count the cost:
Why should thy precious soul be lost?
God loves thee though by sin defiled;
O turn to Him, be reconciled.
Is it worthwhile, for earth’s renown,
To forfeit thine eternal crown?
Earth’s honours fade, death comes to all;
Is it worthwhile to spurn God’s call?
Though all thy friends should turn away
And bid thee shun the narrow way,
’Tis not worthwhile that thou shouldst be
An outcast through eternity.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mrs. Rene Beattie
composer→ W. B. Bradbury (1816-1868)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ He Leadeth Me
39. The Way of God
I love to think the way of God
Is just the path that Jesus trod,
And that He planned the same for me,
To give me life eternally.
The shadow of the Lord shall be
A refuge sure eternally;
My trust in Him help doth secure;
His love and promises endure.
The love of God within my heart
Will teach me how to do my part
In serving Him from day to day
And walking Jesus’ lowly way.
The costly garments He provides
Are worn if we in Him abide;
The world looks on and does despise
The heavenly treasure, heavenly prize.
In desert plains a feast is spread,
The bread of heaven freely fed;
And those who eat thereof shall live;
The living waters life will give.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Charley Hultgren
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
40. God’s Time Is Now
God’s time is now: O do not wait
Until another day is born;
His Spirit, grieved, may take His flight
And leave you, never to return.
Today if you will hear His voice,
Respond and harden not your heart;
Wait not a more convenient day:
His Holy Spirit may depart.
God’s time is now: O linger not;
The shades of night are falling fast,
And still you undecided stand;
What if today should be your last?
God’s time is now: do not rebel
Nor wait a more convenient day;
While angels bow their heads and weep,
You cast the Saviour’s love away.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
41. Jesus Calls Us O’er the Tumult
Jesus calls us o’er the tumult
Of this world’s wide sea:
“Do not longer vainly wander;
Give thy heart to me.”
Take the yoke of Jesus ever,
If thou wouldst be free:
This the source of true salvation,
Rest and liberty.
If thy heart be oft disquieted,
Tossing to and fro,
And thy life, as days are passing,
Seems to darker grow,
Many souls are bruised and broken,
Sighing for release;
Yet how few will follow Jesus,
Source of heavenly peace.
Hear the voice of wisdom calling;
Do not further go
In the ways of dark confusion
And of endless woe.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ P. P. Bliss (1837-1876)
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
42. There Is a Way
There is a way, a narrow way,
That leads to life above–
A way of peace and holiness,
Of purity and love.
My yearning soul desires to find
This hidden path of bliss;
Lord, hear my prayer, and lead me in
The way of holiness.
To find this way, this living way,
We must forego our sin:
God has declared the pure in heart
Alone can enter in.
There is a way, a humble way,
A way of truth and grace–
The highway of God’s righteousness,
Where self can have no place.
There is a way, a perfect way;
His chosen walk therein;
And they who share His suffering now
Eternal glory win.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ (Unknown – From O. N. 1929)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
43. The Way That Leads to Heaven
The way that leads to heaven above
Is narrow, Jesus said.
’Tis only those who truly love
God’s way, therein will tread.
God’s own way abides the same
In every age and clime.
There is but one true saving name:
The name of Christ divine.
The Lord Himself has traced the way–
His feet were bruised and torn–
Exalted high in heaven today,
Where crowns His head adorn.
That voice that called, in accents clear,
The men of Galilee,
“Come, follow me, and do not fear,”
Is calling you and me.
Vain creeds of men are sure to fail;
False theories pass away;
Alone shall truth for men avail
On that great judgment day.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sandy Scott
composer→ Ira D. Sankey (1840-1908)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 6
44. Take One Forward Step
Take one forward step with Jesus;
Speed your feet to follow Him,
Lest He vanish in the distance
And the eye of faith grow dim.
Take one forward step with Jesus:
Perfect love will cast out fear.
Love and prayer and faith’s clear vision
Always see the Saviour near.
Let your heart be filled with praise,
Since the Lord Himself has promised
Strength proportioned to your days.
Know ye not He lives to care?
His own peace your heart possessing,
Walk in fellowship and prayer.
Do not let your courage fail.
Think of Him who paid your ransom,
Pleading now within the veil.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ R. E. Hudson (1843-1901)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
45. Satisfied
All my life long I had panted
For a drink from some cool spring,
That I hoped would quench the burning
Of the thirst I felt within.
Jesus, Saviour, I have found Him,
Whom mine eyes with joy have seen!
Jesus satisfies my longing;
By His blood I am redeemed.
Feeding on the husks around me,
Till my strength was almost gone,
Longed my soul for something better,
Only still to hunger on.
Poor I was and sought for riches,
Something that would satisfy;
But the dust I gathered round me
Only mocked my soul’s sad cry.
Well of water, ever springing;
Bread of life, so rich and free;
Untold wealth that never faileth
My Redeemer is to me.
author→ Clara Teare
composer→ R. E. Hudson (1843-1901)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
46. Lord Jesus, Lead
Lord Jesus, lead– O lead me lest I stray;
Hold Thou my hand!
I fear the snares and pitfalls in life’s way;
Hold Thou my hand!
I am so weak and prone to go astray;
Guide Thou my feet lest I should miss the way.
Dear Lord, Thou’st always loved me– love me still,
And keep me pure;
Break Thou my pride, subdue my stubborn will–
I’ll then walk sure.
If but my life might glorify Thee, Lord,
’Twould be well spent and joy to me afford.
If my poor life can be of use to Thee,
I yield it all
To Thee who died upon the cruel tree
And drank the gall.
I’ll walk with Thee, though thorns are in life’s way
That pierced Thy feet; oh, let me never stray!
Copyright→ ©
author→ John Sullivan
composer→ C. H. Purday (1799-1885)
meter→ 14, 14, 10, 10
tune→ Sandon
47. He’s the One
Is there anyone can help us, one who understands our hearts
When the thorns of life have pierced them till they bleed?
One who sympathizes with us, who in wondrous love imparts
Just the very, very blessing that we need?
Yes, there’s One, only One:
The blessèd, blessèd Jesus, He’s the One!
When afflictions press the soul, when waves of trouble roll
And you need a friend to help you,
He’s the One.
Is there anyone can help us, who can give a sinner peace
When his heart is burdened down with pain and woe?
Who can speak the word of pardon that affords a sweet release,
And whose blood can wash and make us white as snow?
Is there anyone can help us when the end is drawing near,
Who will go through death’s dark waters by our side?
Who will light the way before us and dispel all doubt and fear,
And will bear our spirits safely o’er the tide?
author→ J. B. Mackay
composer→ J. B. Mackay
meter→ 8, 7, 11, 8, 7, 11, 6, 10, 7, 6, 11
48. Abundant Life
Under the burdens of guilt and care,
Many a spirit is grieving,
Who in the joy of the Lord might share,
Life everlasting receiving.
Life! life! eternal life!
Jesus alone is the giver!
Life! life! abundant life!
Glory to Jesus forever!
Burdened one, why will you longer bear
Sorrows from which He releases?
Open your heart and, rejoicing, share
Life more abundant in Jesus.
Leaving the pleasures of sin behind,
Making your choice for the Saviour,
Turn to the source of eternal life,
Love Him, and serve Him forever.
author→ William Leslie
composer→ J. M. Bonnar
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8
49. If All Things Were Mine
If all things were mine, but not the Saviour,
Were my life worth living for a day?
Could my yearning heart find rest and comfort
In the things that soon must pass away?
Would my life be worth the lifelong strife?
Or all earthly joys e’en worth comparing
For a moment with a Christ-filled life?
Had I wealth and love in fullest measure
And a name revered both far and near,
Yet no hope beyond, no harbour waiting,
Where my storm-tossed vessel I could steer–
Who endured the cross and died for me,
Could then all the world afford a refuge,
Whither in my anguish I could flee?
Oh, what emptiness without the Saviour,
Mid the sins and sorrows here below;
And eternity– how dark without Him–
Only night and tears and endless woe!
What though I might live without a Saviour,
When I come to die, what will it be?
Oh, to face the valley’s gloom without Him,
And without Him all eternity!
Oh, the joy of having all in Jesus!
What a balm the broken heart to heal!
Not a sin so great but He’ll forgive it,
Not a sorrow but His love can feel!
If I have but Jesus, only Jesus,
Nothing else in all the world beside,
Oh, then, everything is mine in Jesus:
For my needs and more He will provide!
author→ Anna Olander
composer→ J. Lindberg
meter→ 10, 9, 10, 9, 10, 9, 10, 9
50. Long My Eager Heart
Long my eager heart was yearning
Some joy to find.
Ever on in sin I wandered–
Poor, helpless, blind.
Oh, to have the past forgiven,
How I’d wrestled, prayed and striven!
But the clouds remained unriven
Till Jesus came.
Refuge I have found in Jesus–
Sweet, tranquil rest:
Blissful sense of preservation–
Naught can molest.
Sin and Satan’s host defying,
On His strength and grace relying,
With His every wish complying,
Peace, peace is mine.
I have proved His power to save me
From every snare.
He is purer than the purest–
Exceeding fair.
He will nerve my faint endeavour;
Naught of earth from Him can sever.
I am His, and His forever!
What joy divine!
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ A. W. Beatty (1799-1883)
meter→ 12, 12, 8, 8, 12
tune→ Caritas
51. There Is a Kingdom
There is a Kingdom, an everlasting Kingdom
Of righteousness, peace and true joy from on high;
Within all is splendour, unfading its treasure:
O friend, do you know that this Kingdom is nigh?
The King of this Kingdom
Enthroned now can bless you;
O give Him possession
And honour that’s due.
There is a Ruler that rules this great Kingdom;
He wills now to set up His reign in your heart.
He’s worthy of honour, how perfect in wisdom!
O friend, do you know He will power impart?
There is a throne that this King now is seeking,
Where He can His life and true blessing impart:
No longer then linger; with you He is pleading;
O friend, do you know that this throne is your heart?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mable Pryor
meter→ 12, 11, 12, 11, 12, 11
52. The King of Kings
The King of kings is very near thee,
E’en though thy path be dark and lone;
How tenderly He waits to cheer thee,
If thou wilt make Him now thine own.
The King of kings is gently pleading;
O do not let Him then depart!
His grace and love thy soul is needing;
Enthrone Him King within thy heart.
Dark night of fears that doth affrighten
Shall vanish in the light of day;
Thy heavy load of sin shall lighten:
He’ll wash the stains of guilt away.
In changing life, a friend unfailing
This King of kings will be to thee;
When Jordan’s waves are fierce assailing,
How near and dear He then will be!
Copyright→ ©
composer→ W. J. Kirkpatrick (1838-1921)
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
53. Behold the King of Love
Behold the King of Love
At your heart’s door;
His gracious, holy will
Resist no more.
He lingers, oh, He lingers,
By your side He lingers;
Admit the King of Glory
To dwell with you.
Oh, love surpassing sweet,
So long to wait!
His grace, how rich and free,
Exceeding great!
Forsaken of His God,
He drank the gall;
His deathless love, how strong!–
It claims your all.
His love can never fail;
O trust Him now;
To all His heart demands,
In silence bow.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ R. Lowry (1826-1899)
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 7, 6, 7, 4
tune→ Need
54. So Kind a Shepherd
Was there e’er so kind a Shepherd,
One so gentle yet so great,
As the Saviour, who would have us
Come and gather round His feet?
There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in His justice,
Which is more than liberty.
There is no place where earth’s sorrows
Are more felt than up in heaven;
There is no place where earth’s failings
Have such kindly judgment given.
For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind,
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.
author→ Frederick W. Faber
composer→ C. F. Witt (1660-1716)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Stuttgart
55. Who Is He, the King of Kings?
Who is He, the King of kings?
Pleading at thy heart He brings
Hope for thee beyond the grave–
He who died thy soul to save;
In His realm eternally
Whosoever will may be.
Who is He that in thy heart
Sows the word, life to impart?
Thus His kingdom and His power
Thou canst share this very hour;
Rule and reign of Christ within
Gives thee victory over sin.
Who is He? when thus enthroned
In a life by world disowned,
Gives it light o’er sin’s dark way,
Wondrous hope to those astray,
Bringing His great kingdom nigh,
Peace and joys that never die.
Jesus– hail Him King and Lord!
Entrance to thy heart afford.
Worthy He to claim the throne:
For thy sins He did atone.
In His realm eternally
Evermore thy soul will be.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Gladys Porteous
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
56. God’s Heavenly Kingdom
God’s heavenly kingdom is for all;
No soul doth God exclude:
The rich or poor, the great or small
Can enter if they would.
Come, now enter, come, now enter!
Enter while you may.
As the Spirit gently pleadeth,
Enter in today.
God’s kingdom cometh not with show,
But as a living seed
Which in the heart the Lord doth sow,
Of all who feel their need.
God’s kingdom is more precious far
Than things that soon decay;
Its door of mercy stands ajar:
O come, then, come today.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. H. Stockton
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 5, 8, 5
tune→ Stockton
57. Teach Me Submission
Teach me submission, Father, each day;
May I be ever pliant as clay.
Come sun or shadow, whate’er may be,
Fulfil Thy purpose, Father, in me.
Perfect submission brings from above
Blessèd remission, Father of love.
Make me and help me daily to yield,
Only and ever, Jesus my shield.
Teach me submission, and here below
Foretaste of heaven my heart shall know;
And when in glory, in sweet accord,
With the redeemed I’ll praise Thee, O Lord.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9
58. Thine Own Way, Lord
Have Thine own way, Lord!
Have Thine own way!
Thou art the Potter;
I am the clay.
Mould me and make me
After Thy will,
While I am waiting,
Yielded and still.
Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me,
Master, today;
Whiter than snow, Lord,
Wash me just now,
As in Thy presence
Humbly I bow.
Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary,
Help me, I pray!
Power, all power,
Surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me,
Saviour divine!
Have Thine own way!
Hold o’er my being
Absolute sway!
Fill with Thy Spirit
Till all shall see
Christ only, always,
Living in me!
author→ Adalaide A. Pollard
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9
59. Come Unto Me
“Come unto me,” it is the Saviour’s voice,
The Lord of Life, who bids thy heart rejoice,
“O weary heart, with heavy cares oppressed,
Come unto me and I will give you rest.”
“Come unto me, Come unto me,
Come unto me and I will give you life,
I will give you rest, I will give you peace.”
Weary with life’s long struggle, full of pain,
O doubting soul, thy Saviour calls again–
Thy doubts shall vanish and thy sorrows cease:
“Come unto me and I will give you peace.”
O dying man, with guilt and sin dismayed,
With conscience wakened, of thy God afraid,
’Twixt hopes and fears, O end the anxious strife:
“Come unto me and I will give you life.”
Life, rest and peace, the flowers of deathless bloom,
The Saviour gives us not beyond the tomb;
But here and now, on earth, some glimpse is given
Of joys which wait us through the gates of heaven.
author→ Nathaniel Norton
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 10
60. Teach Me Thy Way
Teach me Thy way, O Lord,
Teach me Thy way!
Thy guiding grace afford–
Teach me Thy way!
Help me to walk aright,
More by faith, less by sight;
Lead me with heavenly light–
Teach me Thy way!
When I am sad at heart,
Teach me Thy way!
When earthly joys depart,
Teach me Thy way!
In hours of loneliness,
In times of dire distress,
In failure or success,
Teach me Thy way!
When doubts and fears arise,
Teach me Thy way!
When storms o’erspread the skies,
Teach me Thy way!
Shine through the cloud and rain,
Through sorrow, toil and pain;
Make Thou my pathway plain–
Teach me Thy way!
Long as my life shall last,
Teach me Thy way!
Where’er my lot be cast,
Teach me Thy way!
Until the race is run,
Until the journey’s done,
Until the crown is won,
Teach me Thy way!
author→ M. B. Ramsey
composer→ M. B. Ramsey (1849-1923)
meter→ 10, 10, 6, 6, 10
tune→ Camacha
61. Sitting at the Feet of Jesus
Sitting at the feet of Jesus
With a broken, contrite heart,
Listening to His word so precious:
Joy to us it doth impart,
Comfort gives in times of trial,
Quickens every true desire,
:: Fills our hearts with love like Jesus’,
And with zeal it doth inspire. ::
This, the one thing needful daily,
As we walk in Jesus’ way:
Taking time to wait and listen,
And to hear what He would say;
Then with courage for the conflict,
And with heart and mind renewed,
:: Standing true and loyal to Jesus,
All our foes will be subdued. ::
Let us choose then to obey Him
And to humbly seek His face:
He will fill us with His Spirit
And renew us by His grace;
He will prove His presence with us,
And His still, small voice we’ll hear.
:: This, the source of all true blessing:
When we know that He is near. ::
Copyright→ ©
author→ Harry Fleming
composer→ B. Lowry (1826-1899)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
62. Sow the Word
Sweet words of Jesus, eternal and true–
Like seeds of springtime, sow them anew;
Speak, speak the message that maketh me whole!
The words of Jesus breathe life to my soul.
Sow, sow the word, the Kingdom’s seed!
The words of Jesus are life, life indeed.
Sow, then, O sower, in patience and love;
Precious the message sent from above.
I, so unworthy, so weak and defiled;
Speak, speak the gospel that makes me His child.
Speak all the message, for I would be free;
All of His beauty cause me to see
That I may choose Him as life’s better part,
That I may crown Him the king of my heart.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ I. H. Meredith
meter→ 10, 9, 10, 10, 8, 10
63. Precious Seed
The living words of Jesus
To me are precious seed.
They offer peace and guidance,
True comfort in my need.
With warmth of true submission,
I’ll gladly do my part;
Then comes first bloom of springtime:
New life within my heart.
Divine is that blest message,
Like living seed to me.
I’d cherish and obey it,
Reap life eternally.
My heart is soil for sowing;
What will its reaping be?
Do stones there have possession?
Do thorns now rule in me?
The evil one would rob me,
The precious seed would steal;
No fruit will ever sweeten
In hearts with hardness sealed.
The sowers at His bidding
Have left their homes behind,
The precious seed to scatter,
Impelled by love divine.
With promise of the harvest,
The gospel is made known;
Come sunshine or come storm-clouds,
A hope of heaven is sown.
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Boyd/V. Boyd
composer→ Mrs. J. G. Wilson
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
64. Christ for Me
Oh! how perplexing life would be
If Christ had never lived for me;
His life forever made so clear
How we could please the Father here.
How hopeless my poor soul would be
If Christ had never died for me;
His blood poured out on Calvary’s tree
Brought hope eternal nigh to me.
I could not tread this path alone,
But Christ has made my heart His home:
His life within is all I need
To grow like Him in word and deed.
My heart would oft discouraged be,
But Christ now intercedes for me;
So at the throne of grace I seek
The peace He to my heart would speak.
This world my home could never be,
For Christ is coming back for me;
Should death sound out the final call,
My heart will whisper “Christ is all.”
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Peter Ritter (1760-1847)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Hursley
65. The Precious Seed Is Scattered
Now the precious seed is scattered
Through Thy message from above:
Blest, unchanging gospel story–
Seed of life and seed of love.
Shall it fall upon the wayside
After all the sower’s toil?
Quickly to be robbed and taken–
Wild, unclaimed, unbroken soil.
Or upon a heart so stony
That it never root can find:
Not a harvest ever garnered,
Nor a single sheaf to bind.
In a life of worldly seeking,
Midst the thorns that tangle there,
Shall the seed be sown to perish,
Choked by every earthly care?
Nay! but let my life be broken
By the tiller’s patient skill,
Ready to receive Thy message,
Yielded to Thy blessèd will.
Sow Thy precious seed, dear Saviour,
Deep within this heart of mine,
That it there may grow and flourish,
Springing forth to life divine.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Ken Paginton
composer→ Annie F. Q. Harrison (arranged by A.W.B.)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
66. O Seeking Soul
O seeking soul! O weary heart!
The Lord knows all thy care;
In tender love He asks of thee,
“Take up thy cross and follow me;
:: Thy burden I will bear.” ::
A seeking soul will always find
A seeking Saviour near;
He will forgive thy past and set thee free
From every doubt and fear.
O seeking soul, in darkness still,
Life holds no joy for thee;
Thy Saviour yearns to take thy part;
His love will fill thine aching heart;
:: Thy holy guest He’ll be. ::
O seeking soul, yet still outside
The shelter of the fold,
This is thine opportunity;
He calls, He pleads, “O come to me:
:: This world is hard and cold.” ::
Thy doubts will all be cleared away;
Life’s purpose thou wilt see.
Christ is the Light, He is the Way
That leads to God’s eternal day;
:: Thy Saviour seeks for thee. ::
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 10, 6
67. Soul Adrift
Soul adrift without the Saviour,
With no hope beyond the grave,
Look and see the hand of Jesus
Offering mercy now to save.
Grasp the hand held out in mercy;
Come in spite of fear and doubt.
He who knows your sin and sorrow
Will in no wise cast you out.
Seek the Lord while you may find Him;
Call on Him while He is near.
Though the hosts of sin may hinder,
Come to Jesus– do not fear.
Hear His pleading voice so tender,
“Soul, I died that you might live”;
And your life, so dearly purchased,
Can you still refuse to give?
Still He calls, and yet you linger;
Why will you His love gainsay?
Know ye not that there will never
Come a more convenient day?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
68. Is There No One to Help Us?
Wandering lone in the desert,
Wandering lone in the night;
Longing, longing for comfort,
Longing, longing for light;
By the world disappointed,
Nothing, nothing to cheer:
This, the way of the Christless
In the wilderness drear.
Is there no one to help us?
Is there no one to care?
None to lighten the burden,
None our sorrow to share?
When the heart, torn and bleeding,
Struggles under its woe,
Is there no one to turn to?
Is there nowhere to go?
Ah! yes, friend, One is waiting,
Longing, longing to share
All your burdens and heartaches,
All your sorrow and care,
One who’ll ever be faithful,
One who’ll always be true
As a friend and a brother
And a refuge for you.
Why not flee from the desert?
Why not flee from the night?
Why not flee from your sorrow?
Why not turn to the light?
Where a welcome awaits you,
Where that One from above
Waits and longs to enfold you
In the arms of His love.
Copyright→ ©
author→ H. Redman
composer→ H. Redman
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
69. To Whom, Lord, Shall We Go?
To whom, Lord, shall we go, save Thee?
With all our hearts’ perplexity?
Amidst a world of doubt and strife,
Thou, Lord, alone hast words of life.
When all our sinful hearts we see?
For Thou, dear Lord, and Thou alone
Didst for the sins of men atone.
When life hath wounded bitterly?
There’s healing in Thy nail-pierced hands–
The Man of Sorrows understands.
Thou art the Christ, we come to Thee;
Thy love hath won us utterly.
Thy touch hath power to make us whole,
Belovèd Bridegroom of the soul.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mrs. May Schulz
composer→ Mrs. May Schulz
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
70. Send Thy Light
Send Thy light, Almighty Lord,
To the darkened hearts of men;
By Thine all-commanding word
Give the nations hope again.
Send Thy truth, declared of old,
Where false gods of earth hold sway;
Make it known from pole to pole–
Herald of a better day.
Then the captive shall rejoice,
Freed from blind tradition’s chain;
In the kingdom of the heart,
Light and truth and love shall reign.
Come then, sovereign King of kings,
Lord of lords and Prince of Peace;
Reign till all creation rings
With the song that ne’er shall cease.
Copyright→ ©
author→ William Carroll
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ St. Bees
71. Perishing
Perishing! Yes, perishing,
Drifting through this world of sin,
With no God of love to save,
With no hope beyond the grave–
God is calling now to thee!
Grasp the opportunity!
Calling you from paths of sin,
Calling you to enter in
To His strait and narrow way,
Leading on to endless day–
Perishing! How sad indeed!
Oh, that you might feel your need
Of His power to make you whole,
Of His wondrous, sweet control–
Opportunities are gone
When we leave this fading scene;
Now is your accepted day,
Never more to pass this way–
Copyright→ ©
author→ R. Blair
composer→ B. R. Hanby (1833-1867)
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Adoration
72. Why Should I Walk?
Why should I walk in paths of night
Which give no peace nor pure delight?
My way is wrong, God’s way is right:
His way is seen in Jesus.
The truth of God my heart has won;
He’ll finish what He has begun;
In earth or heaven there is none
Who can compare with Jesus.
Man’s wisdom leads into a maze,
And error grows in bypath ways;
But hearts are filled with joy and praise,
Who see the truth in Jesus.
My human power cannot avail;
In war with sin it can but fail;
By this alone I can prevail:
Receiving life in Jesus.
Though sin assail me like a flood,
I’ll plead His name and precious blood;
The pure and spotless Son of God
And sinners’ friend is Jesus.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Alfred Judson
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7
73. See the Saviour, in Compassion
See the Saviour, in compassion
Come to earth to bleed and die;
Think of His great love in leaving
Heaven’s blessèd home on high,
Down to win earth’s weary sinners,
Wandering far: How can it be?
:: Oh, what love– ’tis passing knowledge–
Can it be? Can it be? ::
See the Saviour, thoughtful, walking
By the Sea of Galilee;
Hear Him call those lowly fishers:
“Follow me, come follow me;
Come with me to live and labour
Till the close of life’s last day;
:: Help me win the souls who wander
Far away, far away.” ::
See the Saviour, kneeling, praying
In the garden all alone,
Facing death and cruel mocking–
For our sins He must atone.
Fainting neath a weight of sorrow,
He must bear the cross alone;
:: See Him patiently enduring,
All alone, all alone. ::
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mrs. W. Bliss
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
74. One There Is Who Loves Thee
One there is who loves thee,
Waiting still for thee.
Canst thou yet reject Him?
None so kind as He!
Do not grieve Him longer;
Come and trust Him now!
He has waited all thy days:
Why waitest thou?
One there is who loves thee;
O receive Him now!
He has waited all the day:
Why waitest thou?
Graciously He woos thee;
Do not slight His call.
Though thy sins are many,
He’ll forgive them all.
Turn to Him, repenting;
He will cleanse thee now.
He is waiting at thy heart:
Why waitest thou?
Jesus still is waiting;
Sinner, why delay?
To His arms of mercy
Rise and haste away!
Only come believing;
He will save thee now.
He is waiting at the door:
Why waitest thou?
author→ H. C. Ayres
composer→ W. H. Doane (1832-1916)
meter→ 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 7, 4, 6, 5, 6, 5
75. I’ve a Friend
I’ve a Friend who meets my every need,
Who hath joy and satisfaction brought,
One who doth my soul and spirit feed,
And who turns my tempter’s wiles to naught.
Create in me more love for Thee;
Thy friendship let me value more and more.
O help me show to all below
That I am Thine forevermore.
For His sake I chose the pilgrim way,
Fixed my heart on things that are unseen,
From the world’s allurements turned away;
Now my heart He maketh pure and clean.
Oh, this Friend is mine while life doth last;
As I near the end He’ll dearer be.
Trustingly my all on Him I cast–
Mine today and mine eternally.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Willie Jamieson
composer→ Queen Liliuokalani
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9, 7, 10, 8, 8
tune→ Aloha Oe
76. God in His Mercy
God in His mercy pleads with your heart,
Eagerly waiting peace to impart;
Yield to His pleading, do not gainsay:
Grave is the danger if you delay.
No eye to pity, no arm to save;
Moved with compassion, His life He gave,
For your transgressions died on the tree,
Poured out His life’s blood, lost one, for thee.
God in His mercy, moved by His love,
Sent the Redeemer down from above;
He paid the ransom none other could,
For your redemption shed His own blood.
God in His mercy bids you arise;
His invitation do not despise,
Slighting the Saviour; O soul, beware–
Satan will lure you down to despair.
God in His mercy offers you life,
Freedom from bondage, turmoil and strife;
Yield now to Jesus; let Him control;
You will find gladness, rest in your soul.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. W. Van De Venter (1855-1939)
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9
77. I Hear Him Call
My soul desires to walk with God,
Along the path His chosen trod;
I hear Him calling “Come away,”
And joyfully I now obey.
I hear Him call, I hear Him call
From all that would my soul enthrall;
I haste away to walk with God,
Along the path His chosen trod.
The world may frown; I do not fear:
He waits with words of hope and cheer,
To help me on my homeward way,
Where I shall rest at close of day.
New springs within my heart arise
While I behold His sacrifice;
My soul desires, it yearns to be,
A sacrifice, O Lord, for Thee.
Though powers of earth and hell oppose,
I rest in this– my Father knows;
His word is sure, it cannot fail:
Rejoice, my soul, thou shalt prevail!
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Wm. B. Bradbury (1816-1868)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Consolation
78. Lead Me On
Saviour, I will gladly follow
In the way Thy feet have trod;
Other ways will end in darkness;
Thou wilt lead me home to God.
Lead me on! O lead me on,
In the way Thy feet have trod;
Saviour, lead me home to God.
How I love to trace His footsteps
Over every vale and hill,
Gladly yielding full surrender
To the Father’s blessèd will.
Though I know not what awaits me,
Yet I will not shrink nor fear;
Thou shalt guide me with Thy counsel,
To my mind Thy way make clear.
Precious thought– His hand is leading,
Though ahead I cannot see;
Precious thought– His heart is planning
All that’s good and best for me.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ S. J. Vail (1815-1884)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7
79. Hast Thou Ever Proved?
Hast thou ever proved the sweetness
Of the Saviour’s lowly way?
Or has Satan kept thee burdened,
Drifting on from day to day?
Come, He calls thee, don’t delay–
Soon thy life may pass away;
After death the judgment day.
Many years of life are wasted,
Living for thyself alone;
God has power to conform thee
To the image of His Son.
Oh, how sweet to know His pathway
And to plant our feet therein!
Art thou lost and tired of straying?
’Twas thy soul He died to win.
Naught to fear while He is leading,
Though the path may narrow be;
Come and follow, without doubting;
Then His beauty thou shalt see.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Rene Beattie
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7
80. Do Not Fear to Follow Jesus
Do not fear to follow Jesus:
He will lead you safely through
Every dark and dreary valley
And your failing strength renew.
Do not fear to share His sorrow;
When your earthly race is run,
You will have His joy forever–
His eternal, glad “Well done.”
Do not cease to bear the burden,
Though the strife be fierce and long;
Still enduring, God assuring,
You will sing the conqueror’s song.
Do not shrink, continue with Him;
He was wounded for your sake;
Those who share in His temptations,
Of His glory will partake.
Seek to run the race with patience
For the everlasting prize,
Gain the crown of life immortal,
In the strength that God supplies.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Geo. C. Hugg (1848-1907)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Anchored
81. Footprints of My Saviour
Blessèd footprints of my Saviour
Mark for me the perfect way,
As a beacon in the darkness,
Beaming with celestial ray.
Precious footprints of my Saviour
Are to me a priceless treasure,
Pointing me from sinful pleasure,
Heaven’s favour here to seek.
Saviour, I will follow Thine own blessèd feet.
Give assurance of the right,
Aid me in life’s troubled waters:
Chart and compass in the night.
Blessèd footprints of my Saviour,
Marking out a path of love,
Are to me a priceless treasure,
Leading to His home above.
May I ever prize, dear Saviour,
Each blest print of Thy bruised feet,
Ever follow where Thou leadest,
Till Thy radiant face I meet.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. R. Thomas (1839-1922)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7, 11
82. Come, Follow Me
I hear my dying Saviour say:
“Follow me! come, follow me!
For thee I gave my life away–
Follow me! come, follow me!
I know how heart and flesh may fail–
I’ve borne the fury of the gale;
Do thou, my child, o’er hill and dale,
Follow me! come, follow me!”
“Though thou hast sinned, I’ll pardon thee–
From chains of sin I’ll set thee free–
O look to me, dismiss thy fears,
And trust me through all coming years!
My hand shall wipe away thy tears–
“Come, cast upon me all thy cares!
Thy heavy load mine arm upbears–
In all thy changeful life I’ll be
Thy God and Guide o’er land and sea,
Thy bliss through all eternity–
author→ George D. Watson
composer→ Ethel Roehl
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7
83. In This World of Woe
In this world of woe and sighing,
Broken hearts are seeking rest,
Sick of sin and faint from crying,
Longing to be healed and blest.
God in pity sees your sorrow,
Longs to give your heart relief;
Don’t despise Him lest tomorrow
Should for you mean endless grief.
With your heart you hear Him pleading;
Don’t resist His gentle touch:
You can safely trust His leading,
And you need Him, oh! so much.
All your life you’ve sought for pleasure;
Still your soul is ill at ease:
Earth with all its gilded treasure
Fails to satisfy or please.
Every day some new illusion
Seems to offer what you crave:
Thus the author of confusion
Leads men to a Christless grave.
Friend, just now your heart is tender:
You have heard the Saviour’s call.
Let Him be your soul’s defender;
Yield Him now your life, your all.
Eagerly the angels listen
For the yes that sets you free;
There where all His jewels glisten
You may dwell eternally.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Glenn Smith
composer→ Glenn Smith (1880-1968)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
84. Follow Me
“Follow me, follow me,”
Said the Man of Galilee.
“I will lead thee, I will feed thee,
I will be a father to thee–
Just if thou wilt follow me.”
“Follow me, follow me,
Then my rest of heart is free;
Fadeless treasure, heavenly pleasure,
I will give thee without measure–
Just if thou wilt follow me.”
“Follow me, follow me;
Oh, if men would only see!
Life so fleeting, soon the reaping:
Will it be with joy or weeping?
O my dear one, follow me.”
Follow Thee, follow Thee–
How could I reject the plea?
Thou hast sought me, Thou hast bought me,
Thou hast laid Thy hand upon me;
Saviour, I will follow Thee.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Margaret Phillips
composer→ E. Voigtlander
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 7
85. The Saviour With Me
I must have the Saviour with me,
For I dare not walk alone;
I must feel His presence near me
And His arm around me thrown.
Then my soul shall fear no ill,
Let Him lead me where He will;
I will go without a murmur
And His footsteps follow still.
For my faith at best is weak;
He can whisper words of comfort
That no other voice can speak.
I must have the Saviour with me
In the onward march of life,
Through the tempest and the sunshine,
Through the battle and the strife.
And His eye the way must guide,
Till I reach the vale of Jordan,
Till I cross the rolling tide.
author→ Lizzie Edwards
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7
86. Jesus Is Passing This Way
Is there a heart that is waiting,
Longing for pardon today?
Hear the glad message proclaiming–
Jesus is passing this way.
Jesus is passing this way,
This way, today;
Is passing this way today.
Is there a heart that has wandered?
Come with thy burden today;
Mercy is tenderly pleading–
Jesus is passing this way.
Is there a heart that is broken,
Weary and sighing for rest?
Come to the arms of thy Saviour,
Pillow thy head on His breast.
Come to thine only Redeemer,
Come to His infinite love;
Come to the gate that is leading
Homeward to mansions above.
author→ Annie L. James
composer→ W. H. Doane
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 6, 8, 7
87. I Will Say Yes to Jesus
I will say yes to Jesus;
It oft was no before;
As He knocked at my heart’s proud entrance,
I firmly barred the door;
But I’ve made a complete surrender
And given Him right of way,
And henceforth it is always yes,
Whatever He may say.
I will say yes to Jesus:
“Yes, Lord, forever yes;
I’ll welcome all Thy blessèd will
And sweetly answer yes.”
I will say yes to Jesus,
To all that He commands;
I will hasten to do His bidding
With willing heart and hands.
I will listen to hear His whispers
And learn His will each day,
And always gladly answer yes,
I will say yes to Jesus,
Whate’er His hands may bring;
And though clouds hang o’er my pathway,
My trusting heart will sing.
I will follow where’er He leads me;
My Shepherd knows the way;
And while I live I’ll answer yes,
author→ Albert J. Simpson
meter→ 7, 6, 9, 7, 9, 7, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 6
88. Let Him Mould Thee
“Lie still, and let Him mould thee,”
O Lord, I would obey;
Be Thou the skillful potter,
And I the yielding clay.
Mould me, O mould me to Thy will,
While in Thy hand I’m lying still.
In Thy dear hand I’m resting,
O hold me quiet there;
Then soften me, and mould me,
And for Thy will prepare.
I need not fear to trust Thee,
Thy love and skill are such;
New lessons Thou wilt teach me
While yielding to Thy touch.
Impress Thine image on me,
Fulfil Thy blest design,
Till others see upon me
That beauteous face of Thine.
author→ Ada R. Habershon
composer→ F. S. Turney (1863-1932)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 8, 8
89. Give Me Thy Heart
“Give me thy heart,” says the Father above;
No gift so precious to Him as our love.
Softly He whispers, wherever thou art,
“Gratefully trust me, and give me thy heart.”
“Give me thy heart, give me thy heart,”
Hear the soft whisper, wherever thou art.
From this dark world He would draw thee apart,
Speaking so tenderly: “Give me thy heart.”
“Give me thy heart,” says the Saviour of men,
Calling in mercy again and again,
“Turn now from sin, and from evil depart:
Have I not died for thee? Give me thy heart.”
“Give me thy heart,” says the Spirit divine,
“All that thou hast, to my keeping resign;
Grace more abounding is mine to impart:
Make full surrender, and give me thy heart.”
author→ E. E. Hewitt
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10
90. A Hand Held Out
There’s a hand held out in pity;
There’s a hand held out in love:
It will pilot to the city
Where our Father dwells above.
There’s a hand held out to you;
There’s a hand held out to me;
There’s a hand that will prove true,
Whatever our lot shall be.
Shall I to this hand extended
Pay no heed as it invites?
Shall my Saviour be offended?
Give I not to Him His rights?
Nay, I would this proffered hand take,
Knowing that it leads aright;
Yes, I would this loving choice make,
Trusting in His love and might.
Walking hand in hand together
With my Saviour, with my Friend,
Naught from Him my soul can sever:
Let Him lead till life shall end.
author→ W. W. Morse
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
91. My Wayward Heart
My wayward heart the Lord has won;
His love and purpose now I see,
In sending Christ, the Light of Life,
To live for me, to live for me.
He lived to show me how to live;
He died to save and ransom me.
My life, my all, to Him I give,
His own to be, His own to be.
To sacrifice with Jesus here
And tread the suffering path He trod,
Brings joy the world can never give,
And peace with God, and peace with God.
In this dark world I need a friend
To guide and keep me day by day;
I’ll follow Jesus to the end;
He knows the way, He knows the way.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. M. Black (1856-1938)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
92. God Is Longing
God is longing now to make you
Like unto His Holy One,
That you may reflect His glory
While this life’s short race you run.
Seek to keep resigned and humble
Under His almighty hand,
Patient, willing, always ready
To fulfil His least command.
Serving Him with joy and gladness,
Love pervading all your soul,
One in heart and mind and spirit,
Give Him absolute control.
He will mould and make you perfect,
Question not the Master’s skill;
Silence all your thoughts and reasonings
In subjection to His will.
Yield unmurmuring obedience,
Waver not nor turn aside:
When you waken with His likeness
You will then be satisfied.
Let Him now create unhindered,
Till His noble work is done,
And the Lord can see the image
Of His well-belovèd Son.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Don Puffalt
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
93. Only One Life to Live
I have only one life on the earth,
And as vapour it’s passing away.
I must labour for treasure of worth,
Ere all toil ends at close of the day.
Only one life to give:
I could never withhold that from God.
Only one life to live:
I must not miss the “Well done” of God.
This one life that I have I may lose,
And in losing a hundredfold gain;
Then to fall in the earth I would choose
And to die, thus God’s best to obtain.
Only one life, and white is the field–
With compassion this great need I view;
So the one life I have I will yield,
And the little I can I will do.
One poor life, small the offering at best,
Yet the world and the flesh often call.
This my answer shall be to each test:
“I’ll not serve God with less than my all.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mary Lindley
composer→ Jos. P. Webster (1819-1875)
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9
94. Come, Ye Weary Ones
Come, ye weary ones, to Jesus;
Come and find abiding rest;
Take His yoke and learn in meekness
That His holy will is best.
Was there ever friend so tender,
One so patiently to wait?
See those hands that bear the nailprints,
Holding open mercy’s gate.
Jesus waits, the meek and lowly,
Full of mercy, truth and grace;
His own precious blood redeemed you;
Make your heart His dwelling-place.
“Come to me, my yoke is easy,”
He entreats you as a friend;
If you miss His great salvation,
Oh, what then will be your end?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
95. God Calling Yet
God calling yet! Shall I not hear?
Earth’s pleasures shall I still hold dear?
Shall life’s swift passing years all fly,
And still my soul in slumber lie?
God calling yet! And shall He knock,
And I my heart the closer lock?
He still is waiting to come in,
And shall I dare go on in sin?
God calling yet! And shall I give
No heed, but still in bondage live?
I wait, but He does not forsake;
He calls me still; my heart, awake!
God calling yet! I cannot stay;
My heart I yield without delay.
Vain world, farewell, from thee I part;
The voice of God has reached my heart.
author→ G. Tersteegen
composer→ H. Baker (1835-1910)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Hesperus
96. Take Up Thy Cross
“Take up thy cross,” the Saviour said,
“If thou wouldst my disciple be;
Deny thyself, the world forsake,
And humbly follow after me.”
Take up thy cross– let not its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm;
His strength shall bear thy spirit up
And brace thy heart and nerve thine arm.
Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame,
Nor let thy foolish pride rebel;
Thy Lord for thee the cross endured
To save thy soul from death and hell.
Take up thy cross, then, in His strength,
And calmly every danger brave;
’Twill guide thee to a better home
And lead to victory o’er the grave.
author→ Charles W. Everest
composer→ H. Baker (1835-1910)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
97. We Are Fading
We are fading, too, like the flowers
That but yesterday were in their bloom;
Oh, how many pass with the hours:
O’er our path falls the shadow of the tomb.
We are passing: we shall never,
Never tread this pilgrim way again.
Oh! how sad to think of the many,
Thoughtless, spending their precious lives in vain!
All our days go by like a shadow;
Soon our feet must tread the vale of death.
Joys of earth endure but a moment;
Earthly hopes fail when fails the parting breath.
In the days of youth, O remember,
Wasted years shall come again no more;
With the tides of time we are drifting;
Soon our footsteps shall reach another shore.
Through those sad, dark days, see the Saviour:
’Twas for us He trod that path of pain;
Lone and weary, silent He suffered:
Shall such love for your soul be all in vain?
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mary Naline
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 10, 8, 9, 9, 10
98. Let Us Pause
Let us pause amid life’s pleasures,
Midst its toils and tears;
Hearken while the Master calleth
Through our doubts and fears.
Time is fleeting, flowers are falling,
Life will soon be past;
Pause and ponder where thou goest:
Time is flying fast.
While we look on mirth and beauty,
Pleasures bright today,
Men are slipping far beyond us
To the silent clay.
Borne along life’s rushing river,
We are hastening on;
Shall we hear when death shall take us,
“Soul, thou hast well done!”
Blessèd Master, O prepare us!
Help our wavering choice;
May we yield in glad surrender
To Thy pleading voice.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. M. Bonnar (arranged)
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
99. Oh, What Shall It Profit?
Life, only once we can live it–
Oh, what a great solemn thought!
Soon will our journey be over;
Soon will the battle be fought.
Oh, what shall it profit,
Riches and pleasures to gain?
If your own soul is the forfeit,
Shall it not all be in vain?
Life, as the flowers that are blooming,
Withers and passes away:
All its great glory is fleeting–
Only the joy of a day.
If you are heavily laden,
Tired of a life that is vain,
Jesus has promised to save you
If you will yield to His claim.
Will you now choose to obey Him,
Yielding yourself to His call?
This is the choice that will save you:
Making Him Lord of your all.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 8, 7
100. Passing Onward
Passing onward, quickly passing;
But, I ask thee, whither bound?
Is it to the many mansions
Where eternal rest is found?
Passing onward, passing onward,
Tell me, sinner, whither bound?
Naught the wheels of time can stay;
Sweet the thought that some are going
To the realms of perfect day,
Christ their leader, Christ their way.
Many on the downward road,
Careless of their souls’ salvation,
Heeding not the call of God:
Trampling on the Saviour’s blood.
Time its course will quickly run;
Still we hear the fond entreaty
Of the ever gracious One:
“Come, and welcome, come, and welcome;
’Tis by me that life is won.”
author→ Albert Midlane
composer→ W. L. Viner (1790-1867)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
101. Only One Life
Only one life, and oh, how soon ’tis over!
Earth’s changing scenes appear, then fade away;
In careless ease, and seeking selfish pleasures,
So many waste their precious lives today.
Only one life– the journey soon is ended;
But what shall be the end for you and me?
Only one life– it is not ours to squander:
Its priceless treasures all are lent to thee.
Only one life, a few short years of service–
Christian, awake! no longer heedless be.
The need is great, for souls around thee perish:
Redeem the time, for God hath need of thee.
Only one life– ye servants of the Master,
Keep toiling on, though stony be the way;
The sunset side of life’s steep hill is leading
To God and home and rest and endless day.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mary Mc Gregor
composer→ J. MacAdam
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
102. Life at Best Is Very Brief
Life at best is very brief,
Like the falling of a leaf,
Like the binding of a sheaf:
Be in time.
Fleeting days are telling fast
That the die will soon be cast,
And the fatal line be passed:
Be in time.
Be in time, be in time;
While the voice of Jesus calls you,
Be in time.
If in sin you longer wait,
You may find no open gate,
And your cry be just too late–
Be in time!
Fairest flowers soon decay,
Youth and beauty pass away,
Oh, you have not long to stay:
Be in time.
While God’s Spirit bids you come,
Sinner, do not longer roam,
Lest you seal your hopeless doom:
Be in time.
Time is gliding swiftly by,
Death and judgment drawing nigh;
To the arms of Jesus fly:
Be in time.
Oh, I pray you count the cost,
Ere the fatal line be crossed,
And your soul forever lost:
Be in time.
Sinner, heed the warning voice;
Make the Lord your final choice,
Then all heaven will rejoice:
Be in time.
Come from darkness into light;
Come, let Jesus make you right;
Come and start for heaven tonight:
Be in time.
author→ Wm. J. Kirkpatrick
meter→ 7, 7, 10, 7, 7, 10, 7, 11, 7, 7, 10
103. Time Is Passing
Time is passing, oh, so quickly!
Days and years glide swiftly by;
Make the most of every moment,
For thou very soon must die.
Life’s short span will soon be over,
Never to return again;
Do not spend thy noble powers
On earth’s worthless treasure vain.
Buy the gold undimmed, unchanging;
Buy the spotless raiment white;
Rich and clothed, with eyes anointed,
Daily walk in God’s pure light.
Time is ever speeding onward,
Naught can stay its rapid flight;
Soon the shadows slowly creeping
Shall proclaim the coming night.
O arise, be up and doing,
Labour now while it is day,
Seeking those eternal riches
Moth and rust cannot decay.
God is anxious to conform thee
To the image of His Son;
Fear lest thou shouldst grieve His Spirit,
Mar the work He has begun.
God’s own precious truth is Jesus:
Sit in silence at His feet;
Learn of Him, the meek and lowly,
Then thy soul-rest shall be sweet.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ C. D. Tillman (1861-)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
104. Life Passes Like a Dream
Life passes like a dream,
But earnest is each day.
Though we secure and safe may seem,
Time carries us away.
Life is fleeting fast;
Time bears us away.
Millions more this way have passed,
But none are here to stay.
The cord of life may snap
For young as well as old.
By accident or some mishap,
Oft fall the strong and bold.
Oh, should we careless be
And slumber without fear,
Closing our eyes to things we see
And deaf to all we hear?
God doth in kindness try
To rouse us every one;
For time is earnest, passing by,
And soon the end will come.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Jack Craig
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 7, 6
105. Life’s Short Day
Sweet to know the gospel story,
Heavenly song unto my soul;
I will sing His praise forever
For His love that made me whole.
Life’s short day will soon be over;
Then we’ll see the One we love–
Fellowship divine forever
In the Father’s home above.
When dark clouds your path o’ershadow,
Look again to Calvary;
God’s own Son so gladly suffered,
Bled and died for you and me.
Could we chance to do tomorrow
What the Lord has planned today?
For we cannot buy nor borrow
When this life has sped away.
On that day the books will open;
Then we’ll know as we are known.
Though on earth we walk together,
We must face the Lord alone.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Kenneth Dissmore
composer→ Elsie Ahlwen (1905-)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
106. The Pages of Life
While the pages of life are turning
And silently pass from our view,
Let us pause at the feet of the Saviour
For His counsel so loving and true.
If only we knew as when life is through,
No one would weary His bidding to do;
None would despise the heavenly prize
Waiting for me and for you.
Every step is just one step nearer
To the end of life’s journey for me:
As I ponder this thought, I’m reminded
We are bound for eternity.
In the valley of hesitation,
Countless millions have lingered and died,
When the cost seemed too great for salvation,
And too lowly His way for their pride.
Every day is just one day nearer
When the King in His beauty we’ll see;
In His hand He is holding the sceptre,
With a welcome for all who believe.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ C. E. Pollock
meter→ 9, 8, 10, 9, 10, 10, 9, 7
107. My Heart Was Sad
My heart was sad and weary–
I had no rest within
And wandered on in darkness,
Still deeper into sin:
Iniquity had bound me,
And all was dark as night;
In bitterness of spirit,
I longed for peace and light.
I’m glad I met with Jesus–
He bid my sins depart;
He came with joy and gladness
To dwell within my heart.
I sought earth’s fading treasures,
Some lasting joy to gain;
Its pleasures disappointed–
I found them void and vain;
Life seemed to be a failure:
The joys it could impart
Left but remorse and sadness
And sorrow in my heart.
The darkness seemed to deepen;
No light, no hope was nigh,
When, lo! I heard the Saviour,
Who then was passing by.
In kindly tones He whispered,
“O soul, I died for thee,
And bore in my own body
Thy sins upon the tree.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
108. It Pays to Serve Jesus
It pays to serve Jesus– I speak from my heart;
He’ll always be with us if we do our part.
There’s naught in this wide world can pleasure afford;
There’s peace and contentment in serving the Lord.
It pays to lay treasure where rust cannot harm,
Secure in the heavens, no need for alarm,
Where thieves cannot enter to plunder the store;
In Jesus there’s safety now and evermore.
It pays to serve Jesus, to sacrifice all,
To spend and be spent here, whatever befall,
To live for the things that bring joy to the heart
Of Jesus, our Saviour, as we do our part.
It pays to die daily, to let God control
The life He has given, redeeming the soul;
For soon we shall meet Him: then what shall it be?
Oh, will we be ready our Saviour to see?
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Craig
composer→ A. J. Gordon (1836-1895)
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11
tune→ Clarendon Street
109. None but Christ Can Satisfy
O Christ, in Thee my soul hath found,
And found in Thee alone,
The peace, the joy I sought so long,
The bliss till now unknown.
Now none but Christ can satisfy;
None other name for me;
There’s love and life and lasting joy,
Lord Jesus, found in Thee.
I sighed for rest and happiness;
I yearned for them, not Thee;
But while I passed my Saviour by,
His love laid hold on me.
I tried the broken cisterns, Lord,
But, ah! the waters failed!
E’en as I stooped to drink they fled,
And still my thirst prevailed!
The pleasures lost I sadly mourned,
But never wept for Thee,
Till grace the sightless eyes received,
Thy loveliness to see.
author→ B. E.
composer→ J. McGranahan (1840-1907)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
110. Afar From God
Afar from God, sin’s cruel blight
Consumed my life away;
Far, far I wandered in the night
From home and light of day.
Jesus Himself in love drew nigh,
Whispered, “I left my home on high,
And ’twas for thee I came to die:
O sinner, come to me.”
Crushed neath my load of sin, I wept
And wondered, “Can it be,
Poor and a captive, there is yet
Pardon and hope for me?”
His kindly touch my soul then healed,
And through a mist of tears
His tender look deep love revealed,
Dispelling all my fears.
In Him I find abiding rest;
He’s more than life to me.
Friend, wilt thou come? Thou shalt be blest;
Jesus is calling thee.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8, 8, 6
111. Lay Down Your Burden
Lay down your heavy burden,
O weary, sinsick soul;
Come to the Great Physician,
And He will make you whole.
The Master’s voice is calling;
He shed His precious blood
That you might be forgiven,
Bringing you nigh to God.
O weary, sinsick soul;
Come to the Great Physician,
And He will make you whole.
Come to your soul’s Redeemer;
His holy life He gave
That you might share His glory
Beyond the cold, dark grave.
Heed not the wily tempter,
Who bids you fear and doubt;
Come now and trust in Jesus–
He will not cast you out.
Peace past all understanding
Will fill your heart and life;
His joy and consolation
Will banish sin and strife.
His voice so sweet and tender,
So full of love and grace,
Entreats you, “Come, and welcome
And find a hiding place.”
The night of death is coming;
Soon you must stand alone,
Your sins still unforgiven,
Before the great white throne.
Do not reject the Saviour
Until the die is cast,
Your life’s short day is ended,
And you are lost at last.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ The Heart’s Refuge
112. I Heard the Voice of Jesus
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my breast.”
I came to Jesus as I was– So weary, worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting place,
And He has made me glad.
“Behold I freely give
The living water– thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink and live.”
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.
“I am this dark world’s light;
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise
And all thy day be bright.”
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that Light of Life I’ll walk
Till travelling days are done.
author→ Horatius Bonar
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
113. For You and for Me
Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling–
Calling for you and for me.
See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,
Watching for you and for me.
“Come home, come home,
Ye who are weary, come home”;
Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
Calling, “O sinner, come home!”
Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading–
Pleading for you and for me?
Why should we linger and heed not His mercies,
Mercies for you and for me?
Time is now fleeting, the moments are passing–
Passing from you and from me.
Shadows are gathering, night is soon coming,
Coming for you and for me.
Oh, for the wonderful love He has promised–
Promised for you and for me.
Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for you and for me.
author→ Will L. Thompson
composer→ Will L. Thompson (1847-1909)
meter→ 11, 7, 11, 7, 11, 11, 7
tune→ Thompson
114. I Am Coming
The voice of Jesus calls me now;
I fain would rise and go
To dwell with Him in perfect peace
And His forgiveness know.
I am coming, heavy laden,
Wearied and oppressed:
O receive me, though unworthy,
To Thy promised rest.
My troubled spirit knows no calm;
Why should I wander on
And add to sorrow’s heavy load,
Until this life is gone?
Abounding grace He has in store
To comfort, save and guide,
And pastures ever fresh and green
Where silent waters glide.
“O come,” I hear Him calling still,
In tender tones and sweet,
“The rest that is eternal rest
Awaits thy wandering feet.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. H. Stockton (1813-1877)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 5, 8, 5
tune→ Stockton
115. Other Sheep
“Other sheep I have that wander
In the world so dark and cold;
To my love they still are strangers,
For they are not of this fold.
On the mountain bleak and dreary,
By the crags where shadows lie,
From the valley, in the evening,
I have heard their plaintive cry.”
“O my sheep, why wander
In the path of danger?”
Hear the gentle Shepherd calling,
“I will bring thee home.”
“Far they scatter o’er the desert,
In the wilderness they roam;
I must hasten out to find them
And to bring them safely home.
On my shoulders I will bear them
And the lambs fold to my breast,
And the feet that are so weary
I will gently lead to rest.”
“They shall hear my voice and follow
Out where verdant pastures grow,
And at noonday I will guide them
Where the quiet waters flow.
Though I lead through vale and shadow,
They shall follow without fear;
For my words will reassure them,
And they’ll know that I am near.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Jack Annand
composer→ H. Booth (1842-1926)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 8, 6
116. There Is Rest
The voice of the Shepherd is calling for thee;
He offers thee riches untold.
Why wander alone o’er the mountains of sin?
There is rest, there is peace in the fold.
There is rest, there is peace;
There is rest, there is peace in the fold.
The pleasures of sin very soon pass away;
They last for a season, we’re told.
The gold of the Kingdom will never decay;
Will you come, will you come to the fold?
The voice of the Shepherd is calling again;
Why perish with hunger and cold?
There’s bread and to spare, and no famine is there;
Enter in, enter into the fold.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 11, 8, 11, 9, 6, 9
117. Distant Land of Famine
In the distant land of famine,
Craving with the swine to feed,
Oh! how bitter that awakening
To my sin and shame and need!
Dark and dreary all around me–
Now no more by sin beguiled,
I will go and seek my Father,
Be a bondsman, not a child.
But within His home He led me,
Brought me where the feast was spread,
Made me eat with Him, my Father–
Me, who begged for bondsman’s bread.
Yet a great way off He saw me,
Ran to kiss me as I came;
As I was, my Father loved me,
Loved me in my sin and shame.
Then in bitter grief I told Him
Of the evil I had done:
Sinned in scorn of Him, my Father,
Was not meet to be His son.
But I knew not if He listened,
For He spake not of my sin;
He within His house would have me,
Made me meet to enter in:
From the riches of His glory
Brought His costliest raiment forth,
Brought the ring that sealed His purpose,
Shoes to walk within His courts.
author→ (Unknown - From O. N. 1935)
composer→ J. W. Dadmun
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
118. Ye Must Be Born Again
A ruler once came to Jesus by night,
To ask Him the way of salvation and light;
The Master made answer in words true and plain,
“Ye must be born again.”
“Ye must be born again!
Ye must be born again!
I verily, verily say unto you–
Ye must be born again!”
Ye children of men, attend to the word
So solemnly uttered by Jesus, the Lord;
And let not this message to you be in vain:
O ye who would enter the glorious rest
And sing with the ransomed the song of the blest,
The life everlasting if ye would obtain,
author→ William T. Sleeper
meter→ 10, 11, 11, 6, 6, 6, 11, 6
119. O Wanderers, Come to Jesus
O wanderers, come to Jesus;
All other trust is vain.
Your every hope must fail you,
Unless you’re born again.
You need the cleansing fountain
To purge your heart within
And purify your conscience
From all the stains of sin.
You need to come to Jesus
And find in Him your rest,
Confiding in His goodness,
Reclining on His breast.
You need the voice of Jesus
To whisper “Go in peace,”
To calm the inward tempest
And bid the conflict cease.
You need the power of Jesus
To keep you day by day,
To guard amid temptations
And be your strength and stay.
You need the love of Jesus;
You need this faithful Friend
To cheer you and to bless you
And guide you to the end.
Then will you come to Jesus
In spite of fear and doubt?
He’s waiting now to save you
And will not cast you out.
If but, in true repentance,
Before the Lord you bow,
He’ll give you free forgiveness
And His salvation now.
author→ Horace E. Govan
composer→ G. J. Webb (1803-1887)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Webb
120. While Your Mind Is Calm
While your mind is calm and quiet,
Hear the Saviour’s still, small voice;
He is anxious now to save you,
And in patience waits your choice
To surrender all unto Him,
Keeping naught from His control;
Such a heart-choice will bring gladness
And His rest unto your soul.
As God’s Spirit seeks to draw you
To His meek and lowly Son,
Gladly take His yoke upon you,
Learn of Him till life is done.
Do not strive with your Creator!
To resist Him means this cost:
You will miss His great salvation
And be numbered with the lost.
To reject or else accept Him–
God gives everyone this choice;
Well He knows the wise will serve Him,
And His sheep will heed His voice.
He will give them life eternal,
Keep them, so they need not fall;
Oh, what bliss to have salvation!
Yield, friend, yield, lest you miss all.
author→ Ed Poole
composer→ J. E. Hawes
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
121. The Saviour Is Calling
He is calling you home; will you hearken to Him?
You are straying afar from the fold,
To the river of death, with no hope in your heart–
Its waters lie sullen and cold.
The Saviour is calling you home;
A welcome is waiting you there.
He laid down His life your soul to redeem
And save you from hopeless despair.
There are dangers untold in the path you now tread,
With no hope of escape for your soul;
Then, O turn while you may, and give ear to His voice!
Come under the Shepherd’s control.
He will lift all the gloom which is shrouding your life,
Growing darker each step as you go;
All the guilt of the past He will freely forgive;
His infinite love you will know.
To His comfort and rest, then, O hasten away!
Lose no time, lest your soul should be lost.
With no Christ in your heart, drifting on to your doom,
O say, have you counted the cost?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. E. French
meter→ 6, 6, 9, 6, 6, 8, 8, 8, 10, 8
122. O Hasten to Jesus
O hasten to Jesus
While He is so near;
Away with your doubtings!
Away with your fear!
His kind invitation,
I pray you, don’t slight;
Wait not till the morrow;
O come, come tonight.
See, Jesus is waiting;
He reasons with you:
Your soul is in danger;
Oh! what will you do?
Death! death is approaching;
How sad is your plight!
While Jesus is calling,
O come, come tonight.
Heed not the delusion
That some other day
You’ll come to the Saviour
And walk in His way.
While mercy is offered
And God gives you light,
O yield to His Spirit,
And come, come tonight.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11
123. Thirsty Soul
Dost thou seek in life’s fair morning,
Pleasures from the springs of earth?
Is thy heart not weary, drinking
Waters from the wells of mirth?
Earthly joys have but their season
And are mingled with much pain;
Drink, O youth, of living water–
Thou shalt never thirst again.
Thirsty soul, thy Saviour calls thee
From earth’s pleasures that are vain;
He will give thee living water–
Dost thou, as Samaria’s daughter,
Wearily at heat of noon,
Seek those waters that will fail thee,
Leaving thee to thirst so soon?
While the Lord, so kindly waiting,
Tells of joys that are not vain,
He will give thee living water–
In life’s evening midst the shadows,
As the shades of night hang low,
Dost thou seek, while time is fleeting,
Wells from which thou soon must go?
Hark! the Saviour gently calls thee;
Life eternal thou shalt gain;
Hear Him whisper, “I will save thee”–
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Annand
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
124. I Need Thee Every Hour
I need Thee every hour,
Most gracious Lord:
No tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford.
I need Thee, O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Saviour,
I come to Thee!
I need Thee every hour;
Stay Thou nearby:
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh.
In joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain.
I need Thee every hour;
Teach me Thy will,
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfil.
Most Holy One;
O make me Thine indeed,
Thou blessèd Son!
author→ Annie R. Hawks
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 7, 6, 7, 4
tune→ Need
125. Nearer, Still Nearer
Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Saviour– so precious Thou art;
Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast;
:: Shelter me safe in that “Haven of Rest.” ::
Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an offering to Jesus my King:
Only my sinful, now contrite heart;
:: Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart. ::
Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine;
Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign–
All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride;
:: Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified. ::
Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,
Till all its struggles and trials are past;
Then through eternity, ever I’ll be
:: Nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to Thee. ::
author→ Mrs. C. H. Morris
composer→ Mrs. C. H. Morris (1842-1925)
meter→ 9, 10, 9, 10, 10
tune→ Nearer
126. Kindly Entreating
Kindly entreating, “Come unto me,”
Jesus the Saviour is speaking to thee,
Earnestly saying, “Do not delay;
:: Flee from destruction, escape while you may.” ::
Kindly entreating, “Come unto me:
Glory immortal your portion shall be.”
Shame and dishonour wait those who stray
:: Far from the Saviour on ruin’s dark way. ::
Kindly entreating, hear Him once more;
Soon you’ll be stranded on sin’s treacherous shore.
Angels are waiting; do you not care
:: That you are drifting to endless despair? ::
Kindly entreating “Come unto me.”
Aimlessly drifting on life’s restless sea,
No hope, no refuge, where will you end?
:: Hasten to Jesus, your Saviour and Friend. ::
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 9, 10, 9, 10, 10
127. Hear the Voice of Jesus
Hear the voice of Jesus calling,
Soul so weary worn;
He for you has lived and suffered,
He the cross has borne.
Hear Him, hear Him;
Do not turn away;
Yield your heart and life to Jesus–
Trust Him and obey.
To the spring of worldly pleasure
You have often turned,
Hoping there to quench the thirsting
In your heart that burned.
Why should you refuse to hear Him,
Jesus, truest friend?
In the world He will be with you,
Keep you to the end.
If you yield your heart to Jesus,
Turning from all sin,
He will seal you by His Spirit–
He will dwell within.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 5, 5, 8, 5
128. We Are Building
We are building in sorrow and building in joy,
A temple the world may not see;
But we know it will stand if we found it on a rock,
Through the ages of eternity.
We are building day by day,
As the moments glide away,
Our temple which the world may not see;
Every victory won by grace
Will be sure to find its place
In our building for eternity.
Every deed forms a part in this building of ours
That is done in the name of the Lord;
For the love that we show and the kindness we bestow,
He has promised us a bright reward.
Then be watchful and wise, let the temple we rear
Be one that no tempest can shock;
For the Master has said, and He taught us in His word,
We must build upon the solid rock.
author→ Henrietta E. Blair
composer→ H. D. Lothrop
meter→ 7, 5, 8, 7, 7, 9, 7, 7, 9, 7, 7, 9
129. When the Saviour Calls
When the Saviour calls, will we ready be?
Will we answer, “Lord, I have lived for Thee”?
Will we hear from Him the words, “Well done!
Enter into rest, thou faithful one”?
Are we building now on the solid rock
A house that the tempest can never shock?
That will stand secure forevermore,
When we all have crossed to the other shore?
Are we building now on the drifting sand
A house that can never the storm withstand?
Sad will be our end if thus we build;
At last with grief we will be filled.
Let us therefore build as the Master said:
Let us take the Lord as our only Head,
And follow Him, though the world may sneer;
If we build on the rock, we need not fear.
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Craig
meter→ 10, 10, 9, 9
130. Teach Me How to Choose
Lord Jesus, teach me how to choose–
A thousand choices bar my way;
I see in each a destiny,
So help me wisely choose, I pray.
Thy choices all in youth were made,
And everything that tempteth me,
A hundredfold on Thee was laid;
Why should I then not come to Thee?
Lord Jesus, teach me how to choose;
Talk Thou with me these choices o’er.
Then let me choose as I would choose
When time and seasons are no more.
Lord Jesus, teach me how to choose,
For I am but a little child
Within a world of mystery,
With death and darkness surging wild.
The many standards earth has set,
The joy it offers warily,
Thou didst not touch; I’d be like Thee,
O Noble Youth of Galilee.
I’m glad that Thou dost understand
The struggle of the youthful heart,
The snares that lie on every hand.
And though I do not grasp it now,
I’ll better know when life is done,
Why Thou didst point the hardest path,
Asked me the straitest course to run.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ T. F. Westendorf
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
131. Jesus Calls Me
Jesus calls me– I am going;
Do not seek my feet to stay;
Yearns my soul to rise and follow–
Cease, vain world, to lure away.
For His sake reproach esteeming
More than earth’s vain show and pomp;
He is calling– I am going
Forth to Him outside the camp.
His assuring voice I hear,
Thrilling all my soul with rapture,
Chasing all my doubt and fear.
Jesus calls me– I am going
Out to bear reproach with Him;
Light of life now beams around me,
Light which naught on earth can dim.
He is calling– rise, be going;
Slumber not, but trim your lamp;
With the oil within your vessel,
Follow Him outside the camp.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Grant Colfax Tullar (1869-1950)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Vision
132. I Have Made My Choice
I have made my choice forever–
I will walk with Christ my Lord;
Naught from Him my soul can sever
While I’m trusting in His word.
I the lowly way have taken,
Rough and toilsome though it be;
And although despised, forsaken,
Jesus, I’ll go through with Thee.
Oh! ’tis Jesus guides my footsteps;
He has made my heart His home,
And I would not dare to journey
Through this wide, wide world alone.
Though the garden lie before me,
And the scornful judgment hall,
Though the gloom of deepest midnight
Settle round me like a pall,
Darkness can affright me never:
From Thy presence shadows flee;
And if Thou wilt guide me ever,
Though the earth may rock and tremble,
Though the sun may hide its face,
Though my foes be strong and ruthless,
Still I dare to trust Thy grace.
Though the cross my path o’ershadow,
Thou didst bear it once for me;
And whate’er the pain and peril,
author→ Mrs. E. E. Williams
composer→ H. L. Gilmour (1837-1920)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
133. Why Not?
Sometimes you sit and ponder
Over your life so vain,
Knowing the God who gave, will
Someday require it again.
Why not? Why not
Yield all to Him who can bless you?
Come while you may,
Seek His face today;
His love and life will possess you.
Sometime you plan to serve Him,
But Satan holds you fast;
Pleasure and gain enthrall you;
Soon will your life be past.
God loves and longs to save you;
His power can set you free,
Making you strong to serve Him,
Whate’er your lot may be.
Speak now no more of sometime–
Enter His service now;
With pardon, peace and power,
God will your life endow.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. S. Fearis
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 12, 9, 8
134. God in Tender Love
God in tender love sent His only Son
To redeem and set you free;
O receive Him now, and you shall rejoice
In His light and liberty.
He is waiting, waiting patiently;
Do not bid your Lord depart.
He is longing, longing, oh, so earnestly,
To possess your willing heart.
He will give you life and a living hope
That forever will endure:
Those who come to Him will not be deceived,
For His promises are sure.
Do not close your heart to the Son of God,
Since He died your soul to win,
Shed His precious blood that you might be saved
From the guilt and power of sin.
O be reconciled to your dearest friend:
He was smitten for your sake.
Let Him enter in: you will know His peace
And the joys of heaven partake.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 10, 7, 10, 7, 9, 7, 11, 7
135. God Will Bring
God will bring you into judgment;
Do not let the world deceive!
Hear the voice of wisdom calling;
Come to Christ, on Him believe.
All your past will be forgiven;
Jesus now is waiting here;
Stifle not the voice of conscience;
Do not turn away your ear.
God will bring you into judgment
When your days on earth are o’er;
Life for you is swiftly passing
And returneth nevermore.
Do not waste the precious moments;
Hearken to the Saviour’s voice;
Come and find in Him a refuge;
He is waiting for your choice.
You cannot escape the day
When you shall appear before Him–
Him, whose love you cast away.
You may seal your doom forever
If you still go on in sin;
Open is the door of mercy;
Hasten now and enter in.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Converse
136. Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus; He is calling–
Do not linger, do not wait;
You may never see tomorrow:
Hasten ere it be too late.
Hearken to the Saviour’s warning,
Ere the lamp of life grows dim;
While His heart for you is yearning,
Come to Him, O come to Him!
Life is only as a vapour–
It will swiftly pass away;
Here you have no certain dwelling;
Death’s cold hand you cannot stay.
Listen to His kind entreaty;
Come and make Him now your friend;
In the path of life He’ll lead you
Safely to your journey’s end.
O be reconciled to Jesus
Ere your day of grace is past
And, outside the door of mercy,
You are left to mourn at last.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Fall River
137. Out of Christ
Out of Christ, without a Saviour,
Oh! can it, can it be?
Like a ship without a rudder,
On a wild and stormy sea!
Oh! to be without a Saviour,
With no hope nor refuge nigh;
Can it be, O blessèd Saviour,
One without Thee dares to die!
Lonely and dark the way,
With no light, no hope in Jesus,
Making bright the cheerless day.
Dark will the voyage be;
Clouds will gather, storms surround you;
Oh! to Christ for refuge flee!
Out of Christ, without a Saviour:
Give to Him now your heart,
Ere the door of mercy closes
And you hear His word “Depart.”
author→ Robert Beveridge
composer→ F. M. Davis (1839-1896)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
138. When the King Comes In
Called to the feast by the King are we,
Sitting, perhaps, where His people be;
How will it fare, friend, with thee and me–
When the King comes in?
When the King comes in, tell me,
When the King comes in,
How will it fare with thee and me,
When the King comes in?
Crown on the head where the thorns have been;
Glorified, He who once died for men;
Splendid the vision before us then–
When the King comes in.
Joyful His eye shall on each one rest,
Who is in white wedding garment dressed;
Ah, well for us if we stand the test–
Hopeless, the plight of the careless then;
Bitter, the cry of deluded men;
Awful that moment, beyond all ken–
author→ J. Landor
composer→ E. Lorenz
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 5, 7, 5, 8, 5
139. Have You Any Room for Jesus?
Have you any room for Jesus?–
He who bore your load of sin.
As He knocks and asks admission,
Sinner, will you let Him in?
Room for Jesus, King of glory;
Hasten now, His word obey.
Swing your heart’s door widely open;
Bid Him enter while you may.
Room for pleasure, room for business,
But for Christ the crucified,
Not a place that He can enter
In your heart for which He died.
Have you any time for Jesus,
As in grace He calls again?
Oh, today is time accepted–
Tomorrow you may call in vain.
Room and time now give to Jesus!
Soon will pass God’s day of grace,
Soon your heart be cold and silent,
And your Saviour’s pleading cease.
author→ Daniel W. Whittle
composer→ C. C. Williams
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Room for Jesus
140. The Saviour Now Is Seeking
The Saviour now is seeking
To win you in your youth,
From paths of sin, to worship Him
In spirit and in truth.
O turn from sin to Jesus,
And learn His will to do;
Leave the world behind, and you will find
Christ all in all to you.
The Saviour now is knocking;
Give Him an entrance wide
Into your heart; think on His love:
For you He bled and died.
The Saviour now is speaking;
O heed His warning voice;
It means eternal gain for you
To make Him now your choice.
The Saviour now is passing;
What shall your answer be?
Your choice for right or wrong will stand
Through all eternity.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 9, 6
141. Close Thy Heart No More
Weary child, thy sin forsaking,
Close thy heart no more;
From thy dream of pleasure waking,
Open wide the door.
While the lamp of life is burning
And the heart of God is yearning,
To His loving arms now turning,
Give thy wandering o’er.
To the Saviour’s tender pleading,
Now the call of mercy heeding,
Open wide the door.
To the gospel invitation,
To receive a full salvation,
Open wide the door.
To the joy that fadeth never,
To the peace abiding ever,
Open wide the door.
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 8, 8, 5
142. Do Not Resist
Do not resist the Spirit’s gentle voice;
Jesus is waiting, make Him now your choice.
Come and evermore rejoice,
Safe in the kingdom of God.
How shall you escape if you wilfully remain
Outside the kingdom of God?
Hasten to obey, while the Spirit bids you come:
Enter the kingdom of God.
Haste, haste away! the time is flying fast;
Wait not until your day of grace is past
And you weep and wail at last,
Outside the kingdom of God.
Why should you let your priceless soul be lost
And then awake, too late to count the cost?–
Where the gulf cannot be crossed,
Outside the kingdom of God.
Heed now His voice while it is called today;
Come in His own accepted time and way;
From your heart you then can say,
“Safe in the kingdom of God.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Tullus C. O’Kane (1839-1912)
meter→ 10, 10, 7, 7, 12, 7, 12, 7
143. One Day Too Late
There are many who say, “Are there few that be saved?”
Unconcerned for their own precious life;
As the multitudes roam in the darkness and gloom,
They are lost mid the din and the strife.
One day too late, many will wait,
Stand knocking outside at the gate;
Jesus will say, “Depart ye away;
The door is now shut– it’s too late.”
Do not linger or stay on the world’s broad highway,
Do not wait for the many or few;
Leave the pathway of sin, by the door enter in,
While the Spirit is striving with you.
While He calls you, arise, and no longer despise;
Do not trifle with Him, I implore;
See, His heart yearns for you; say, oh, what will you do
If He leaves you there outside the door?
There is coming a day when the Master will say,
“Go! depart, ye are not of my flock”;
You will then weep and wail, but no tears will avail–
’Twill be useless then standing to knock.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 6, 6, 9, 6, 6, 9, 8, 8, 9, 8
144. Jesus Is Calling
Jesus is calling, calling earnestly;
For your sake He suffered on the cruel tree,
Gave Himself a ransom to redeem your soul
From condemnation while the ages roll.
Jesus is calling; hear His heartfelt cry.
Why will you perish? Oh! why will you die
Outside the Kingdom, missing the goal?
What shall it profit if you lose your soul?
Jesus is calling from earth’s pleasures vain;
Wasting your talents, there is naught to gain,
Nothing but sorrow and remorse of heart.
From sin’s delusions why not now depart?
Jesus is calling; He may call no more.
Strive then to enter ere He close the door.
What a sad awakening should you find, too late,
Mercy has vanished, shut is heaven’s gate.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ M. E. Upham
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11
145. The Tender Shepherd’s Voice
The tender Shepherd’s voice
Has reached my troubled heart;
From all iniquity and sin
I long now to depart.
O receive me now;
Lord, I come to Thee;
Let Thy life and love and grace
Be magnified in me.
My life, my will I yield:
There’s naught I would withhold;
My weary heart desires the rest
And comfort of the fold.
O Shepherd, kind and true,
I need Thy love and life
To quicken and preserve my soul
Amid earth’s toil and strife.
My Saviour bids me come
From wandering far abroad;
His life is mine, and I am safe,
Hid in the heart of God.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 7, 6
146. Give Me Jesus
Take the world, but give me Jesus!
All its joys are but a name;
But His love abideth ever,
Through eternal years the same.
Oh, the height and depth of mercy!
Oh, the length and breadth of love!
Oh, the fullness of redemption!
Pledge of endless life above.
Sweetest comfort of my soul;
With my Saviour watching o’er me,
I can sing though billows roll.
Let me view His constant smile;
Then throughout my pilgrim journey
Light will cheer me all the while.
In His cross my boast shall be,
Till, with clearer, brighter vision,
Face to face my Lord I see.
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
147. How Clear the Call of Jesus
How clear the call of Jesus,
In accents low and sweet:
“Come now, ye heavy laden,
And rest your weary feet;
My peace and sweet forgiveness
Your troubled heart will know,
And I will gently lead you
Where living waters flow.”
Your only hope is Jesus,
O do not turn away!
For you must stand before Him
On that great judgment day,
When those of every nation
Before Him will appear–
All who despised His mercy,
In awful guilt and fear.
How kind the heart of Jesus:
His voice is calling still.
Grieve not the Holy Spirit;
Do not resist His will.
Your days and years are passing,
Spent as a tale that’s told;
Will you remain a stranger
And lost outside the fold?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ A. Ewing (1830-1895)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Ewing
148. God Is Calling
God is calling! Wanderer, do not longer roam–
Jesus wants to lead you on to heaven and home;
Come while He is pleading; do not faint nor fear.
He will walk beside you and your spirit cheer.
“Oh! what might have been,” This will be your cry
When, too late, you see Jesus has passed by.
Long with you He pleaded, but you would not hear;
Now He cannot help you, though you faint with fear.
God is calling! Wanderer, will you then refuse
All His tender mercy and His love abuse?
Grasp the hand He offers: think what it would mean,
Left to mourn forever, “Oh, what might have been!”
God had almost won you when your friends drew near,
“You shall lose our friendship,” whispered in your ear.
With the flesh conferring, soon your heart grew cold;
Then you turned against Him and your birthright sold.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 10, 10, 11, 11
149. Abundant in Mercy
O come, while the Saviour is calling–
There’s no one so faithful and true;
Eternal salvation and glory,
He willingly offers to you.
For He is abundant in mercy,
Forgiving transgression and sin;
He waits at the door of salvation,
To pardon and welcome you in.
O come, while the Saviour is waiting,
And risk not a moment’s delay;
The riches of earth are deceitful,
Illusive and passing away.
O come, see the Saviour is passing–
His mercy and love do not spurn.
Resist not the voice of His Spirit;
To you He may never return.
O come, there is refuge in Jesus,
And rest for the weary of heart;
Oh, why will you forfeit salvation
And let your Redeemer depart?
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
150. Wanderer, Stop and Hearken
Wanderer, stop and hearken!
Hear what God would say;
Listen to His message;
Gladly now obey.
Rest and peace He offers
In this world of strife;
Come while He is waiting–
He will give you life.
Will you now receive Him,
Give Him full control?
Let Him have the lordship
Of your heart and soul.
Drifting: no sure anchor,
No strong arm to save.
Rocks and shoals lie hidden
Neath the restless wave.
Let the heavenly Pilot
Guide you o’er life’s main;
Then His home eternal
You will surely gain.
Flee to Him for refuge–
Do not be afraid.
Christ is the foundation
God Himself has laid.
Listen to His counsel;
God’s own word is plain:
Those who reach His kingdom
Must be born again.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ (Unknown – From Redemption Songs 760)
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11
151. The Saviour Gently Calls
The Saviour gently calls you now
In accents soft and clear;
His hand outstretched in tender love
Will guide you to His home above–
O come while He is near.
This weary world so full of sin
Can offer naught but loss:
Its empty joys, its foolish pride,
False hopes that, like an ebbing tide,
Recede to leave but dross.
Your life is but a flickering flame
That fades to shine no more;
Then with that great and countless band,
Before His throne you, too, will stand
On an eternal shore.
So heed His gentle, pleading voice
That calls you still today.
He offers you a home in heaven,
The inward peace of sins forgiven–
O come while yet you may.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ F. C. Maker (1844-1927)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
tune→ Rest
152. God Is Now Speaking
God is now speaking– His message you hear;
Pause and consider while He is so near.
If you refuse Him, His love cast away,
Oh, how will you stand on the great judgment day?
O be in earnest! Pause and consider,
Carefully counting the cost:
God is in earnest, anxiously waiting,
Grieving lest you should be lost.
Great is His mercy, His patience and love;
Faithful the Saviour now pleading above.
Grieve not His Spirit, still striving with you,
Awaiting your answer: oh, what will you do?
What will you answer? He waits for your choice;
Say yes to Jesus while angels rejoice.
Open your heart to the Saviour tonight;
O turn from the darkness, and walk in the light.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ E. S. Ufford (1851-1930)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 11, 10, 8, 10, 7
153. Jesus Alone Can Save Me
Where shall I flee for refuge,
Hiding when storms are near?
Where find a place of safety,
Dwelling without a fear?
Jesus alone can save me,
All of my joys increase;
From every storm He’ll shield me,
Giving my soul sweet peace.
Softly I hear Him calling,
“Come unto me and rest;
Here in my arms find shelter,
Close to my loving breast.”
Burdens ofttimes oppress me,
Burdens so hard to bear;
Oh, then how sweet His whisper,
“Cast upon me thy care.”
Thus would I ever journey
On toward my home above,
Resting alone on Jesus,
Whom, though unseen, I love.
author→ Kate Ulmer
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
154. Will You Come?
Will you come and walk with God
In the path the Saviour trod?
It will lead you on to home and endless day.
God has spoken to your heart;
Shall His Spirit, grieved, depart?
Will you cast the Saviour’s tender love away?
Will you come? Will you come?
Hearken now, O soul! while it is called today.
See, the patient Saviour stands,
Holding out His wounded hands;
From the door of mercy do not turn away.
See, the door is open wide;
Come and enter and abide:
You will prove a Father’s love and tender care.
He will seal you as His own–
For your sins Christ did atone–
And the riches of His glory you shall share.
You have heard His call before,
Yet you linger at the door;
O beware, lest you despise the Saviour’s voice.
Hasten now and enter in:
Life eternal will begin,
And your soul with joy and gladness shall rejoice.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 7, 11, 7, 7, 11, 6, 11, 7, 7, 11
155. Incline Your Ear
Incline your ear and come;
The Master’s voice obey;
The door of hope is open wide;
O enter while you may.
Hear! He calls for thee;
He may call no more:
Soon the Master will arise
And shut the open door.
Where living waters flow,
The Master waits for thee;
He’ll be a never failing friend,
Now and eternally.
His love will satisfy;
His rest and peace will stay;
His life divine will fill your soul
And never pass away.
Your sins He will forgive–
He bore them on the tree;
To save you from the wrath of God,
He died on Calvary.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Lewis Hartsough (1820-1872)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 7, 6
tune→ Welcome Voice
156. For You He Is Calling
There is a Saviour whose love is unchanging;
He’s waiting in mercy for you and for me.
He longs to enfold you and crown you with blessings;
O come to the Saviour, now waiting for thee!
For you He is calling,
He’s calling for you.
Come while He’s pleading, and taste of His goodness:
The joys of the Kingdom are glories untold.
The Shepherd will guide you, will help and protect you;
O enter with Jesus, and be of the fold!
Life is now passing, the shadows are deepening;
The light of the Saviour will in your heart shine.
Despise not God’s mercy extended in pity;
O come and take refuge while yet there is time!
Copyright→ ©
author→ Violet Webster
meter→ 11, 11, 12, 11, 6, 6, 6, 5
157. Jesus With You
If you would have Jesus with you,
You must yield your heart to Him;
Then He’ll come and dwell within you
And will cleanse you from your sin.
Hear Him now calling you;
Do not turn from Him away.
Give Him room in your heart;
Let Him guide you every day.
Open now your heart to Jesus,
And receive His words so true;
Then you’ll find the way to heaven
Will be opened unto you.
If you close the door to Jesus
And refuse His words so true,
Then you’ll find, to your own sorrow,
Heaven’s door is closed to you.
Why not come while He is calling?
He’ll forgive you for the past.
Yield to Him your life in service,
And hear His “Well done” at last.
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author→ Tom Holmes
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7
158. Just as I Am
Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am– poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind–
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
author→ Charlotte Elliott
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
159. O Weary Soul
O weary soul, God calleth thee
In tender tones of sympathy;
Arise, let this thine answer be,
“From now ’tis Christ for me, for me!”
E’en though thy feet have gone astray,
Afar from God in sin’s dark way,
The Saviour longs to hear thee say,
Thy soul cannot forever stay
Within its feeble walls of clay;
Death’s angel soon will come and say,
“O soul, I come for thee, for thee!”
While Jesus now is very nigh,
O do not let Him pass thee by;
Without delay, wilt thou reply,
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
160. So Near to the Kingdom
So near to the Kingdom! yet what dost thou lack?
So near to the Kingdom! what keepeth thee back?
Renounce every idol, though dear it may be,
And come to the Saviour now pleading with thee.
Pleading with thee!
The Saviour is pleading, is pleading with thee!
So near, that thou hearest the songs that resound
From those who, believing, a pardon have found.
So near, yet unwilling to give up thy sin,
When Jesus is waiting to welcome thee in.
To die with no hope! hast thou counted the cost?
To die out of Christ, and thy soul to be lost?
So near to the Kingdom! O come, we implore!
While Jesus is pleading, come enter the door!
meter→ 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5
161. Lord, I Desire to Come
Lord, I desire to come now to Thee;
Long hast Thou patiently waited for me.
Thy love has conquered, and now I arise:
A broken heart Thou wilt not despise.
Lord, now take me and make me Thine own;
Thy precious blood for my sins doth atone.
Trusting Thy strength when my foes shall assail,
Trusting Thy love, I shall surely prevail.
He who aspires Thy kingdom to win,
Must as a child come and enter therein.
All that would hinder, I freely resign;
Humble my heart, for I would be Thine.
Gladly I spurn the world and its pride,
Pleasure and treasure, its glory beside–
These are not riches, but only as dross;
What things were gain may I count as loss.
Missing Thy way, I groped in the night;
Satan deceived as an angel of light.
Now I desire no path but Thine own;
Now help me walk where Thy feet have gone.
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composer→ W. Macomber (1865-1896)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 9, 10, 10, 10
162. Passing By
Low and sweet a voice is calling,
“Souls of mine, why will ye die?”
’Tis the Saviour, meek and lowly–
He is passing, passing by.
Passing by, passing by,
Passing by, perhaps forever;
Passing by, perhaps forever;
Jesus now is passing by.
Tenderly He reasons with you:
Dreary are the wastes of sin;
Pleasures sought have failed and vanished;
Cheerless is your heart within.
Peace without alloy He giveth
To the yielded heart and life,
His eternal love sustaining
Mid the world’s unrest and strife.
Others may have proved unfaithful–
Jesus never will betray.
O be earnest, rise and follow–
Do not wait another day.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ E. S. Rice
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 8, 8, 7
163. Jesus, My Saviour King
Jesus, my Saviour King,
I will be Thine!
Only to Thee I cling–
I will be Thine!
Mine not the worldling’s gain,
Mine not his pleasures vain!
Man’s honours I disdain–
I will be Thine!
Let others seek their own–
I will be Thine!
I’ll live for Thee alone–
I will be Thine!
Riches and earthly fame,
Each mean or selfish aim,
Forever I disclaim–
I will be Thine!
Whate’er Thou wilt I’ll do–
I will be Thine!
Gladly I’ll suffer too–
I will be Thine!
Only possess my heart,
Bid sin and fear depart;
O let us never part!
I will be Thine!
author→ George Railton
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
164. Only One Step
Only one step– God sees thy secret conflict;
Only one step– O hesitate no more;
Only one step to enter God’s great kingdom;
Why linger still outside the open door?
Only one step to fadeless joys of heaven;
Only one step, a pardon to receive;
Only one step– to thee the call is given;
Let not sin’s wiles thy precious soul deceive.
Only one step– let Jesus safely guide thee;
Only one step– shrink not with faithless fear;
Only one step– O soul! whate’er betide thee,
Take now this step, while God and heaven are near.
Only one step– thy hand give to the Saviour;
Only one step– thy soul feels God is nigh;
Only one step– O soul! if thou dost waver,
How sad thy lot, if thou shouldst hopeless die.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mrs. E. M. Anderson
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
165. I Am Trusting Thee
I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
Trusting only Thee!
Trusting Thee for full salvation,
Great and free.
I am trusting Thee for pardon–
At Thy feet I bow–
For Thy grace and tender mercy,
Trusting now.
I am trusting Thee to guide me–
Thou alone shalt lead,
Every day and hour supplying
All my need.
I am trusting Thee for power–
Thine can never fail;
Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me
Must prevail.
I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus;
Never let me fall!
I am trusting Thee forever,
And for all.
composer→ E. W. Bullinger (1837-1913)
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 3
tune→ Bullinger
166. Oh, What Will You Do?
Oh, what will you do with Jesus?
The call comes low and sweet;
And tenderly He bids you
Your burdens lay at His feet.
O soul, so sad and weary,
That sweet voice speaks to thee:
Then what will you do with Jesus?
Oh, what shall the answer be?
What shall the answer be?
What will you do with Jesus?
The call comes low and clear;
The solemn words are sounding
In every listening ear;
Immortal life’s in the question,
And joy through eternity:
Oh, think of the King of glory,
From heaven to earth come down,
His life so pure and holy,
His death, His cross, His crown;
Of His divine compassion,
His sacrifice for thee:
author→ Nathaniel Norton
composer→ George C. Stebbins (1846-1945)
meter→ 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7
167. Still Undecided
Still undecided, look to thine heart;
Grieve not the Spirit, lest He depart;
Why wilt thou longer wait?
Come ere it be too late;
Jesus, at mercy’s gate,
Grace will impart.
Still undecided, slight not the voice
Breathing so kindly, “Make me thy choice;
Look at my hands and see
I bore the nails for thee;
I died to make thee free;
Come and rejoice!”
Still undecided, time flies apace;
Jesus entreats thee– spurn not His grace;
What if the word were passed,
“This night shall be thy last,”
Where would thy soul be cast,
Where hide thy face?
author→ C. G. Lyne
meter→ 9, 9, 6, 6, 6, 4
168. Close to the Kingdom
Close to the Kingdom,
Outside the gate,
Just on the threshold,
Why longer wait?
Come, take the step tonight;
Let God your heart make right;
Heaven’s gate is now in sight–
Why stay away?
Still dead in sin,
Just on the threshold–
Why not within?
You have the choice to make;
You have the step to take;
Enter the open gate
To walk with God.
What need of fear?
Just on the threshold–
Jesus is near,
Waiting to welcome you;
He’ll guide you safely through;
He has a place for you,
And love untold.
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author→ Jack Leech
meter→ 5, 4, 5, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
169. At Thy Feet I Fall
Thy bleeding feet, Lord Jesus, I will follow,
All rough and thorny though the path may be,
And desert stretches now may lie before me;
Entreat me not to leave Thee:
I will follow Thee.
At Thy feet I fall,
Yield Thee up my all,
To suffer, live or die
For my Lord crucified!
For where Thou goest, I will follow after,
And where Thou lodgest, I will lodge with Thee;
Affliction with Thy people I have chosen;
I will follow Thee.
The God of heaven now will fight my battle–
What need I fear? There’s grace enough for me;
Though joy and sorrow now may be my portion,
I will follow Thee.
Entreat me not, Thou lowly Man of Sorrows–
I cannot now return from following Thee;
My heart is won, mine eyes have seen Thy beauty;
Death cannot separate us:
I will follow Thee.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Mrs. Booth-Clibborn (1858-1955)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 7, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6
170. Abide With Me
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens– Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me!
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou, who changest not, abide with me!
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me!
I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness;
Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still if Thou abide with me!
author→ Henry F. Lyte
composer→ W. H. Monk (1823-1889)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Eventide
171. Break Thou the Bread
Break Thou the bread of life, dear Lord, to me,
As Thou didst break the loaves beside the sea.
Beyond the sacred page I seek Thee, Lord;
My spirit pants for Thee, O Living Word!
Break Thou the bread of life, O Lord, to me,
That hid within my heart Thy word may be;
Mould Thou each inward thought, from self set free,
And let my steps be all controlled by Thee.
Open Thy word of truth, that I may see
Thy message written clear and plain for me;
Then in sweet fellowship, walking with Thee,
Thine image on my life engraved will be.
Bless Thou the Truth, dear Lord, to me, to me,
As Thou didst bless the bread by Galilee;
Then shall all bondage cease, all fetters fall,
And I shall find my peace, my All in all!
author→ Mary A. Lathbury
composer→ W. F. Sherwin (1826-1888)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Bread of Life
172. Apart With Thee
Apart with Thee, O Lord, today
We meet in Jesus’ name;
Help us, O Lord, to speak and pray,
Thy blessing to obtain.
O Lord, today
Thy blessing now bestow
Upon our waiting hearts, we pray;
Now may Thy richest blessing freely flow.
Apart with Thee this hour so sweet
When care is left behind,
We humbly meet at Jesus’ feet
With prayerful heart and mind.
Apart with Thee, we feel our need
Of Jesus’ cleansing blood;
Cleanse us from sinful thought and deed,
Within that crimson flood.
O Lord, today may there arise
An offering pure and sweet:
New songs of praise, a sacrifice
Acceptable, complete.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Ben H. Price
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 10, 8, 10
173. God Is Here
God is here amongst His people;
He delights there to abide.
So Immanuel lived and suffered
And for this was crucified.
Keep us still, O Lord, we pray Thee,
In the path that Jesus trod;
May Thy light and truth still lead us;
Guide us by Thy staff and rod.
God is here and seeking labourers
For the harvest field so wide;
Let us yield ourselves in service;
Fruit will come if we abide.
God is here and will not fail us,
Though all others may betray;
He will come to cheer and strengthen
As we love His truth and way.
God is here when all is darkness
And we know not where to go;
His own hand will lead unerring,
Though in tears we now may sow.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Arch Street
174. In the Name of Jesus Gathering
In the name of Jesus gathering,
From the world we come apart,
Praying that His presence with us
May refresh each longing heart.
Lord, refresh our hearts today;
Teach us how to truly pray;
Keep us faithful, true, responsive,
Listening to Thy voice alway.
Oh, how barren, fruitless, useless
All our efforts without Thee!
God, our Father, grant Thy presence,
Bringing life and liberty.
One in heart, in mind and spirit,
Weaned from this vain world away;
Father, wilt Thou now revive us
As we seek Thy face today?
As the living branch abideth
In the vine, to fruitful be,
Cleanse us, Lord, and teach us ever
How to so abide in Thee.
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meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 7
175. Come Ye Yourselves Apart
“Come ye yourselves apart and rest awhile,
Weary, I know it, of the press and throng;
Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil,
And in My quiet strength again be strong.”
“Come ye aside from all the world holds dear,
For converse which the world has never known,
Alone with Me and with My Father here–
With Me and with My Father, not alone.”
“Come, tell Me all that ye have said and done,
Your victories and failures, hopes and fears;
I know how hardly souls are wooed and won;
My choicest wreaths are always wet with tears.”
Then fresh from converse with your Lord, return
And work till daylight softens into even;
The brief hours are not lost in which ye learn
More of your Master and His rest in heaven.
author→ E. H. Bickersteth
composer→ W. H. Monk (1823-1889)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Eventide
176. We Come Apart
We come apart from all the worldly throng–
Speak, Lord, we pray;
Deliver us from that which makes us strong
In our own way.
We know that pride before destruction goes;
Oh, may Thy Light our secret faults expose!
Make known to us Thy leadings at this time–
We fain would hear,
As they of old, Thy voice so plain and clear;
Our spirits cheer.
Oft have we failed to wait and seek Thy face;
Oft have our hearts strayed from the lowly place.
Here we repent from all iniquity–
Cleanse us today;
We long to walk in fellowship with Thee,
So thus we pray.
Thou dost delight to put our wrongs aside,
As from our hearts we purpose to abide.
The fields are white and honest hearts are waiting–
How can we stay?
Many a heart is sore with contemplating
The worldly way;
Open our eyes to see the awful need;
Then in Thy fear we’ll sow the precious seed.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Milne Stouffer
meter→ 10, 4, 10, 4, 10, 10
tune→ Lux Benigna
177. Low at Thy Throne
Low at Thy throne of grace
We humbly bow;
Come in Thy mercy, Lord,
And bless us now.
O meet our soul’s deep need:
Thy precious blood we plead;
Thy chosen people lead
Closer to Thee.
We fear the tempter’s power–
Teach us to pray,
And lead us by the hand
In Thine own way.
Thou art the sinner’s friend;
On Thee our souls depend;
Preserve us to the end–
We trust in Thee.
Our broken, contrite hearts
Now cleanse and heal;
Accept our lives, and give
Thy Spirit’s seal.
O cause Thy face to shine;
We would be wholly Thine,
Filled with Thy life divine,
Loyal to Thee.
We come before Thy face,
Humble and meek;
Forsaking self, we would
Thy favour seek.
Teach us Thy holy will;
Thy purpose now fulfil;
Childlike, resigned and still,
We yield to Thee.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 6, 6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 6, 5
tune→ Consecration
178. Fellowship
Father, as we meet
Humbly and with fear,
May Thy presence sweet
To each heart draw near.
Father, as we pray
May we rightly ask
Grace to tread Thy way,
Strength to do our task.
Father, as we speak
May the words be Thine,
We, a mouthpiece weak,
Uttering things divine.
Each word living bread,
Broken, Lord, by Thee,
On Thy table spread,
Sacrifice so free.
Father, as we part
May there deeper be
Purpose in each heart
Just to live for Thee.
As we live for Thee,
Lord, our lives control;
In Thy service free
Other lives enrol.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Geoffrey Bowdler
composer→ Geoffrey Bowdler
meter→ 5, 5, 5, 5
179. As We Gather
As we gather now together,
Show us Thou art here;
Breathe on us Thy Holy Spirit,
Scatter every fear.
Jesus, in Thy footsteps treading,
We shall onward go:
This the path that leads to triumph
Over every foe.
As we pray, Lord, pray Thou through us
By the Holy Ghost;
Perfect Thou Thy strength in weakness,
Vanquish Satan’s host.
May the fear of man flee from us
As we do Thy will:
Men can only persecute us
And the body kill.
Though our outward man may perish,
We renewed shall be;
Changed from glory into glory,
Soon Thy face we’ll see.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Edward Cooney
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
180. O Blessèd Lord
O blessèd Lord, we plead again
Before Thy mercy seat;
Forgive and cleanse, like other times,
Thy kindnesses repeat.
Descend on us like morning dew,
And, as the early rain
That robes the earth in pastures new,
So clothe us, Lord, again:
Our garments change.
Made conscious of shortcomings and
Our need of help from Thee–
Impart Thy Holy Spirit to
Give utterance to our plea.
The tempter, now accusing, from
Our vision, Lord, conceal
And, interceding on our part,
Our great High Priest reveal:
Our vision change.
Though many, as one body, in
Agreement, help us pray;
Subdue the tumult, still the strife,
And envy drive away.
Revive Thy gifts in all till we
Each other’s keeper be;
And fitly join the first with last,
Till blest in unity:
Unite us, Lord.
In concord may our prayers arise
As prayers of one with zeal:
Unhindered be the glad Amen
To every wise appeal.
Forgive as we forgive, O Lord,
And set each other free;
Not as we would, but as Thou wilt–
May this our blessing be–
Thy will be done.
Copyright→ ©
author→ John Martin
composer→ Lady Nairne (1766-1843)
composer_2nd_tune→ Dave E. Roberts
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 4
tune→ Rowan Tree
181. Lord, We Love Thy Habitation
Lord, we love Thy habitation,
Where there’s hope and warmth and cheer,
Where the bread to feed our hungry hearts is free,
Where Thy light dispels our darkness,
And we’re filled with wholesome fear,
As we trace the words of wisdom back to Thee.
Many times we’ve feared and faltered
Since we said we’d do our best,
And have wept and prayed to overcome our fear;
And at times it seemed so hopeless
As ahead we saw the test;
But we know Thou dost behold our every tear.
May our hearts be soft and tender
As we listen to Thy voice,
That impressions made may guide us all the way,
And our lives show forth Thy praises
As we daily make the choice
To deny ourselves and all Thy will obey.
May we now behold the beauties
Of the way Thy heart has planned;
Help us think the thoughts that keep our hearts aflame;
Then our lives one round of praises,
Sealed and guided by Thy hand,
Will show forth Thy life and glorify Thy name.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 11, 8, 7, 11
182. Lord, We Are Met Together
Lord, we are met together,
A weak and helpless flock,
The powers of earth against us,
But Thou art still our Rock;
Now may we simply trust Thee,
Depend upon Thy power;
Extend to us Thy favour,
Make this a hallowed hour.
We know that Thou wert here, Lord,
A meek and lowly man,
Dependent on Thy Father,
Fulfilling all His plan.
We know that Thou didst suffer
In yielding to His will
And saidst to Thy disciples,
“Do not fear them that kill.”
What Thou didst say to them, Lord,
Thou sayest now to us;
Oh, may we follow after,
Counting the world but dross.
Thus shall we suffer with Thee
And lose our lives down here;
But suffering leads to reigning,
So wherefore should we fear?
For Thou art coming back, Lord,
The time is drawing nigh;
The whole creation groaneth
And wearily doth sigh;
And we ourselves do long, Lord,
To see Thee king of earth,
Our weeping turned to singing,
Our sorrow into mirth.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Aurelia
183. Our God, Our Father
Our God, our Father, grant us grace
To seek Thy face today;
O banish each distracting thought,
That we may pray.
Give us Thy Holy Spirit’s aid
That for us He may plead;
For He alone can search our hearts
And tell our need.
Father, do Thou reveal the wrong,
And bring to light our sin;
Cleansed in Christ’s blood we then may be
All pure within.
May Thy great love be shed abroad
In every waiting heart,
That Thou through us mayest love the world
In every part.
Father, do Thou receive us now–
Christ’s blood-bought ones are we;
His slaves we lovingly become
Eternally.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 4
tune→ St. Cuthbert
184. Here We Come
Here we come and seek to pray;
Lighten all our darkness now,
As before Thy face we bow.
Save us from all fleshly speech;
Give us words Thine ear to reach;
Through us may Thy Spirit cry,
Speaking forth our hearts’ deep sigh.
Father, we our wants make known;
Give us what we need alone;
Thou art wiser far than we:
Past and future Thou dost see.
Give us Thy deep sympathy;
Save us from all apathy;
May the world, with all its need,
Touch our hearts and make us plead.
Now may every heart be still;
Lord, reveal to us Thy will;
Step by step as Thou dost show,
May we always gladly go.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mozart (1756-1791)
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Kyrie
185. Let Us Draw Near
Let us draw near to God–
We know that He is here;
Oh, may His presence fill our souls
With reverent, godly fear.
Let us draw near to God
Through Christ, the living way;
The holiest is open now:
Let us draw near and pray.
He will forgive our sin:
Christ’s precious blood has opened heaven,
And we may enter in.
He knows our need is great;
He will respect the contrite heart,
Regard our low estate.
Let us draw near to God,
Our Father and our Friend;
From grateful hearts continually
Let prayer and praise ascend.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Sam Jones
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
186. Prayer Is a Mighty Source
Prayer is a mighty source of power;
Without it we must surely fail;
While Moses prayed, the enemies
Of Israel could not prevail.
Then brother, sister, plead and pray;
God reigns in majesty on high;
His eyes behold His chosen ones;
His ear is listening to their cry.
God will avenge His own elect,
Whose prayers ascend both day and night;
And out of weakness make them strong,
And put their enemies to flight.
The hosts of sin are marching on,
And forth to death their captives lead;
And these may perish if we cease
To watch and pray and intercede.
Souls wander on outside the fold,
And God looks down with pitying eye
On harvest great and labourers few,
While souls drift on in sin to die.
My brother, sister, walk with God,
With perfect hearts, sincere and true,
That souls now lost in sin may see
The life of Christ revealed in you.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Dr. L. Mason (1792-1872)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Eden
187. Begin the Day With God
Begin the day with God–
Kneel down to Him in prayer;
Lift up thy heart to His abode,
And seek His love to share.
Open the Book of God,
And read a portion there,
That it may hallow all thy thoughts
And sweeten all thy care.
Go through the day with God,
Whate’er thy lot may be;
Where’er thou art– at home, abroad–
He still is near to thee.
Converse in mind with God–
Thy spirit heavenward raise;
Acknowledge every good bestowed,
And offer grateful praise.
Conclude the day with God–
Thy sins to Him confess;
Trust in the Lord’s atoning blood,
And plead His righteousness.
author→ (Unknown)
composer→ C. Bryan
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Serenity
188. Father, in Thy Mercy
Father, in Thy mercy
Hearken to my prayer;
Make Thy servant worthy
Jesus’ name to bear.
He is meek and lowly:
These great gifts impart,
That they may forever
Dwell within my heart.
Mourning, poor in spirit–
Cause Thy face to shine;
Open wide Thy kingdom
To this heart of mine;
Thine the power and glory,
Thine the grace I need,
Loving, serving, sowing
All my life as seed.
Father, at Thy footstool,
This great truth I own:
Those who fail in dying
Must remain alone.
Let the love of Jesus
In my heart now reign,
Bringing forth abundant
Fruit that will remain.
Gracious Holy Father,
Hear me from on high;
Teach me, like my Master,
How to fall and die;
Naught from Him withholding–
Naught I now retain–
I shall bear His image
When He comes to reign.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ H. J. E. Holmes (1852-1938)
meter→ 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5
tune→ Malling
189. Pray for the Peace of the City
Pray for the peace of the city,
Set as a light on a hill;
Pray that each dwelling may prosper,
Peace all her palaces fill.
Mark well her towers and bulwarks,
Settled eternally sure;
Builded in truth upon Jesus,
She shall forever endure.
Our God shall help her right early;
Lo, she shall never be moved;
For He as King there abideth,
Reigning o’er all His beloved.
Pray that no evil shall harm.
All they who love her shall prosper,
Knowing no cause for alarm.
E’en though the mountains be carried
Into the depths of the sea,
God in the midst of her dwelleth;
Our rock and fortress is He.
Soon as the Bride to appear,
Coming in clouds of the morning,
Fair as the jasper stone clear.
Christ is her light and her temple,
Christ is the King on her throne;
Pray for the peace of the city
Jesus hath claimed for His own.
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meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
190. Teach Us How to Pray
Lord, we need Thy tender mercy,
Need it every day;
We are in the midst of danger–
Teach us how to pray.
Teach us how to pray,
How to watch and pray;
Fierce and strong the powers of darkness–
Teach us how to pray.
In the quiet of Thy presence,
Fit us for the fray;
Lest we waver in the conflict,
Be our strength and stay.
Lord, preserve and shield Thy people–
Foes are lurking round;
In the way our feet must journey
Snares of death are found.
Lord, impart Thy quickening Spirit
While our prayers arise;
Prayers from needy hearts and contrite
Thou wilt not despise.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. B. Morgan
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 5, 5, 8, 5
191. Watch and Pray
Oh! how sweet the words of Jesus,
As we journey on life’s way,
And we walk the narrow pathway:
We should always watch and pray.
And though farther on we go
And our God we learn to know,
Still we fall before the foe
If we do not watch and pray.
Watch and pray every day,
For the foe is always near–
We have need to watch and pray.
When at times the sun is shining
And our path is bright as day,
We should take it as a warning
That we need to watch and pray.
For the foe is always near,
Though we cannot see he’s here;
But we have no need to fear
If we only watch and pray.
In the times of deep depression
We may find there’s much to cheer;
If we’re conscious of temptation,
Still we need not faint nor fear.
When we seek our Father’s face,
He will grant the needed grace;
We may finish in the race
If we only watch and pray.
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author→ James Patrick
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7
192. Praying Always
Praying always in the Spirit,
Fainting not whate’er befall;
Jesus lives, the mighty conqueror–
He is reigning over all.
Praying always, praying ever–
God will hear His own elect;
In His sight their souls are precious–
He will comfort and protect.
Praying when the darkness gathers
And the sun withdraws its light,
Through the lonely hours of sorrow,
In the still and solemn night.
Praying when the foe is vanquished,
Seeking His sustaining grace,
Keeping under His protection,
Sure and steady in the race.
Praying that we may continue
In the race we have begun;
Found at last among the faithful
When our days on earth are done.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Riverside
193. In the Garden
What can give us hope of triumph
As we face the daily strife?
Is it not in praying always,
Keeping true in secret life?
Jesus in that night of sorrow
Wept and prayed for grace and power;
Came an angel, strength imparting
For that final, trying hour.
In the garden, in the garden,
Lies defeat or victory.
Grant us, Lord, Thy keeping ever,
To be found awake by Thee.
Think of others in the garden,
Weary, waiting, watching there,
Found of Him for sorrow sleeping
In the secret place of prayer.
He the lonely watch was keeping;
He alone the price could pay.
All of heaven was beholding
As He bore our sins away.
We ourselves a watch are keeping
In our own extremity,
And our Father, too, will send us
Help for our infirmity.
As we think of days before us,
Ever as we journey on,
Well we know whate’er the battle,
With His help it shall be won.
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author→ Garrett Hughes
composer→ C. Austin Miles
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
194. Low Before Thy Throne
Low before Thy throne of grace,
Lord of life, we seek Thy face;
O respect our soul’s deep need,
In the Saviour’s name we plead.
God of love, Thy grace impart;
Quicken every longing heart;
Fill us with Thy love and zeal;
Grant us now Thy Spirit’s seal.
Lord, our body, spirit, soul,
We would yield to Thy control;
Grace sufficient Thou shalt give,
As in Thee we move and live.
Lord, we plead the Saviour’s blood;
We would serve Thee as we should;
Let Thy pitying eye now see
All our insufficiency.
We would bear Thy worthy name,
Stand before Thee without blame,
Cleansed from all iniquity,
Clothed in Thy humility.
Father, in this quiet hour
May we feel Thy quickening power;
Fill our hearts, O heavenly Dove,
With Thy pure and changeless love.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Hollingside
195. Lord, We Rest in Peace Abiding
Lord, we rest in peace abiding,
Under Thy wings;
All our care to Thee confiding,
Under Thy wings.
Satan has no power to charm us,
Hosts of sin cannot alarm us,
Naught in life nor death can harm us,
Under Thy wings.
There is healing for our sorrow,
Under Thy wings;
There is hope for each tomorrow,
Under Thy wings.
Joy all other joys transcending,
Peace like heaven’s dew descending,
Tender love that knows no ending,
Under Thy wings.
Lord, a weary world is dying,
Far from Thy wings;
Broken hearts in sorrow sighing,
Far from Thy wings.
In Thy mercy hear their crying–
All their need, Thy love supplying;
Take them, sinful, helpless, dying,
Under Thy wings.
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composer→ David Owen
meter→ 8, 4, 8, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4
tune→ Ar Hyd Y Nos
196. Help Me to Find Thee
Help me to find Thee when I pray–
O God, this is my earnest plea;
The way is hid, my hope is dead
If, Lord, I cannot meet with Thee.
As pants the hart for water brooks,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for Thee:
Thou art my life, my hope, my all!
Draw near, I pray, draw near to me.
Thou art the answer to my prayer:
O let me feel Thy presence near,
Thy living touch upon my heart,
Thy quickening word upon my ear.
The borders of Thy mercy, Lord,
Are spread to cover o’er my wrong,
That I may seek Thy face with joy
And lift to Thee again my song.
For, Lord, Thou art the pilgrim’s friend:
O go Thou with me on the way;
Let Thy blest presence be my shield:
Draw near to me, draw near, I pray.
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composer→ Bert Pattison
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
197. Teach Me to Pray, Lord
Teach me to pray, Lord, teach me to pray:
This is my heart cry day unto day;
I long to know Thy will and Thy way;
Teach me to pray, Lord, teach me to pray.
Power in prayer, Lord, power in prayer,
Here mid earth’s sin and sorrow and care,
Men lost and dying, souls in despair,
O give me pow’r, Lord, power in prayer.
Teach me to pray, Lord, teach me to pray;
Thou art my pattern day unto day;
Thou art my surety, now and for aye;
Teach me to pray, Lord, teach me to pray.
Living in Thee, Lord, and Thou in me,
Constant abiding: this is my plea;
Grant me the power, boundless and free,
Power with men and power with Thee.
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author→ Albert Simpson Reitz
composer→ Albert Simpson Reitz
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 9
198. Alone With Jesus
Alone with Jesus, ’tis so sweet
To sit and learn at His dear feet
And see more clearly how to prize
The loving Saviour’s sacrifice.
Alone with Jesus, ’tis His will
That we should hear His “Peace, be still.”
He calms the fears and stills the cries
That from a troubled heart would rise.
Alone with Jesus, we can know
The greatest comfort here below,
When sorrows press on every hand
That only He can understand.
Alone with Jesus, oh, what rest
To lean upon the Saviour’s breast,
To feel His touch and hear His voice
That makes my inmost heart rejoice.
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author→ Winnie Mewes
composer→ F. Hermann Geue
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
199. I Need Thy Grace
I need Thy grace, O Lamb of God,
To aid me in the pilgrim way;
I tremble at the tempter’s power
And feel my need to watch and pray.
O let me now abide in Thee:
Thou art my shield and hiding place,
Thy precious blood my only plea,
While waiting at the throne of grace.
Thy tender love and mercy, Lord,
Subdue this stubborn heart of mine;
They flood and fill my inmost soul
And claim and make me wholly Thine.
I come to Thee to find soul-rest
And nestle closer to Thy side;
How base the heart that would betray
The soul’s redeemer, friend and guide.
Though heaven and earth may pass away,
Thy word will stand forever sure;
The promise is, they shall be saved
Who faithful to the end endure.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Ralph Harrison
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Warrington
200. Lord, My Heart’s Deep Need
Lord, my heart’s deep need Thou knowest–
Contrite at Thy feet I pray,
Watching, waiting, in Thy presence,
Listening, willing to obey.
All my soul for Thee is yearning,
Fainting for Thy courts, O Lord;
Truest source of satisfaction,
Feed me on the living word.
To be filled with Thee alone,
Sanctified, approved, accepted,
One whom Thou canst seal and own.
Draw me, I will follow Thee,
Free from sin’s enthralling bondage,
In Thy light and liberty.
All my weakness, Lord, Thou seest;
In temptation be my tower;
Make me more and more like Jesus
Daily by Thy Spirit’s power.
Do not turn away my prayer;
Thou hast walked the path before me;
Thou canst sympathize and care.
O remember me in mercy,
And impart the needed grace
To enable me to follow
Till I see Thee face to face.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Aaa
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
201. Lowly at Thy Feet
Lowly at Thy feet, my Saviour,
Pleading for Thy pardoning grace,
I would seek Thy smile and favour;
Do not hide from me Thy face.
Often heart and flesh would fail me;
Help me, Saviour, from above;
Sweet the thought my heart retaineth:
I am not beyond Thy love.
Not beyond the love of Jesus,
His unmeasured wealth of love;
Sweet the thought my heart retaineth:
I am not beyond Thy love.
Hush, my heart, thy Saviour speaketh–
Strained, my ear to catch His word;
Peace that passeth understanding,
Strength and life it doth afford.
Boundless is His love and mercy,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Vast, unending, never failing,
Sure for all eternity.
’Tis not sacrifice nor offerings,
But my body He requires
For His home and habitation;
Shall I yield to His desires?
Can I, listening to His pleadings,
Still refuse and say Him nay?
Love begets the love He asketh:
Lord, I yield without delay.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Aaa
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
202. O Help Us, Lord
O help us, Lord, to seek Thy face,
And touch our hearts that we may pray;
The foe is strong: we need Thy grace
And power to keep us in the Way.
Weak in ourselves we fear the foe
But love the path where Jesus trod;
Strong in His strength we forward go;
Our hope is in the living God.
O give us understanding hearts,
And help us now to intercede
For those who in the darkness dwell,
That they may see and feel their need.
Possess our hearts and fill our minds
With light and wisdom from on high,
That we may manifest Thy life
And vile affections crucify.
Whom have we, Lord, in heaven but Thee?–
And there is none on earth beside–
So tender, patient, kind and true,
A loyal, faithful friend and guide.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ He Leadeth Me
203. With Childlike Trust
With childlike trust, O Lord, we come;
Our helplessness appeals to Thee;
Thou who in us Thy work hath wrought,
Forsake us not then utterly.
Our weakness, Lord, appeals to Thee;
Our spirits long for liberty.
O hear our cry, Thou Holy One;
Complete the work Thou hast begun.
Rejoicing in the lowly way,
We fain would walk, we fain would be,
The cross and suffering never shun,
But prove our love and loyalty.
As we present our sacrifice,
Our all we yield with motive pure;
Thy love, Thy life, Thy power we crave,
That we may to the end endure.
O help us then to follow on
With stable hearts, contrite and free,
Complete in Him, the righteous One,
Thy will fulfilling perfectly.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ A. M. Mackay
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Selafo
204. My Need
I need Thy sheltering wings, my God–
No other refuge can I find;
I nestle there in calm content,
True rest and peace of heart and mind.
I need Thy wisdom and Thy grace
To face the conflict day by day
And bear the burden of the Lord,
With steps assured along the way.
I need Thy meek and gentle Christ
To still this stormy human breast,
To check the word or deed or thought,
Unworthy of its Holy Guest.
I need forgiveness, Saviour mine–
For oft I am like one astray–
And cleansing by Thy precious blood,
To keep me in Thy glorious way.
I rest content though poor I am;
Jehovah meets my every need;
I shall not want: He knows and gives
The riches of His grace indeed.
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author→ William Carroll
composer→ Peter Ritter (1760-1847)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Hursley
205. Thou Hast Been My Help
Thou hast been my help, Lord Jesus;
Leave, O leave me not, I pray.
Fiercer grows the conflict daily,
And I need Thee all the way.
Leave me not, leave me not;
Precious Saviour, leave me not;
Enemies and foes surround me–
In Thy mercy leave me not.
O forsake me not, my Saviour,
Weak and wavering though I be;
Everlasting strength is promised
Unto those who trust in Thee.
Saviour, in the time of trouble
Hide me in the secret place;
Keep me evermore rejoicing
In Thy righteousness and grace.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 8, 7
206. Gracious Redeemer
Gracious Redeemer, Thou art my salvation:
Naught but Thy blood could for my sins atone.
Give me the grace of holy resignation
That I may henceforth do Thy will alone.
Oh, how this cruel self would seek to hinder
And keep me bound in sin and misery.
O Lord, bestow the grace of self-surrender
That I may evermore Thy servant be.
How hard and cold is my poor heart without Thee;
I need Thy love and mercy every hour.
Grant me, O God, Thy blessèd Holy Spirit
That I may know His gracious, quick’ning power.
I would excel in every grace and virtue;
Cleanse and possess this yielded heart of mine.
Thou didst in mercy shed Thy blood to save me;
Thy love has conquered, I am wholly Thine.
Help me to walk in Thy most holy presence,
Perfect in heart, before Thee without blame.
Subdue each thought and quell each stormy passion
That I may magnify Thy glorious name.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ F. Bruce (1878-1945)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
207. Holy Spirit
Holy Spirit, breathe upon us:
Sealed by Thee are we,
To the day of our redemption,
Till our Lord we see.
Cleanse us, Lord, from all that grieveth
Thy blest Spirit, Holy Guest.
Comforter, from heaven descending,
Find in us Thy rest.
To the Father dear,
By Thine aid, in all our weakness,
Help us to draw near.
Teach to us God’s will;
With the Christ who lived and suffered,
All our vision fill.
Filled by Thee alone,
Precious fruit in us appearing
Makes Thy presence known.
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meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 7, 8, 5
208. Our Blest Redeemer
Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed
With us to dwell.
He came sweet influence to impart,
A gracious, willing Guest,
Where He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest.
And His that gentle voice we hear,
Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each thought, that calms each fear
And speaks of heaven.
And every virtue we possess,
And every conquest won,
And every thought of holiness
Are His alone.
Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness pitying see:
O make our hearts Thy dwelling place,
And worthier Thee.
author→ Harriet Auber
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 4
tune→ St. Cuthbert
209. Dark, Dark the Night
Dark, dark the night on every side;
Without Thee, Lord, I have no guide.
O blessèd Saviour, crucified,
Take not Thy Holy Spirit from me.
Light of the world to me Thou art,
Hope of this wayward, sinful heart;
I could not bear from Thee to part:
Apart from Thee my soul must die;
No other hope of heaven have I.
O hear Thy needy servant’s cry:
Copyright→ ©
composer→ W. Bradbury (1816-1868)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 9
tune→ Olive’s Brow
210. Gently the Holy Spirit
Gently the Holy Spirit
Whispers at break of day,
Guiding my thoughts to Jesus,
And prompting my heart to pray.
Arise, my soul, and answer
The tender, secret call,
Lest earthly cares prevent me,
And I in temptation fall.
Reproves me of my sin,
Guides me again to Jesus,
Who died my poor soul to win.
May there be true submission
Within this heart of mine:
Then, reconciled and broken,
I learn of His love divine.
Whispers at close of day,
“Cast all thy cares on Jesus,
Who careth for thee alway.”
Be still, my soul, and, trusting
In His undying love,
Commit your all unto Him;
Forever He reigns above!
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author→ Dorothy Hanson
composer→ Julius Dahlof (1871-1913)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6, 7, 6
211. My Saviour, How I Love Thy Name
My Saviour, how I love Thy name!
And oh! how precious to my heart,
The bond of love which makes us one
And binds us nevermore to part!
My name is graven on His hands;
His precious blood now speaks for me
Within the Holiest of all,
Before God’s face continually.
My Shepherd, since Thy life is mine,
I rest in this: Thou shalt prevail
O’er every foe, without, within;
Thy love, all-conquering, cannot fail.
My Master, all my soul desires
The grace to serve Thee faithfully,
With reverence and with godly fear,
In meek, unfeigned humility.
My Father, hearken to my prayer,
In Jesus’ name I ask of Thee;
In life, in death, deny me not;
Let Christ be magnified in me.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Mrs. C. Coombs
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
212. God Sent His Well-Belovèd Son
God sent His well-belovèd Son
Down from His home above;
He came that we might understand
The depth of His great love.
He left His Father’s home on high,
And for our sins He came to die.
That quenchless zeal consumed His life,
To do His Father’s will,
And satisfy His just demands,
And righteousness fulfil.
He finished all God’s heart had planned,
And then sat down at God’s right hand.
His saints, though few, adore His name–
Those by His Spirit sealed–
And love the mysteries of grace,
To His own babes revealed.
And oh! what joy and endless bliss,
To see His face in righteousness!
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 9
213. The Heart of God
The heart of God is always grieved
Unless His chosen people pray
And seek His all-sufficient grace
To keep them in the evil day.
Prayer is the strong, connecting link,
The vital, quickening, heavenly flame
Which burns within the hearts of all
Who live to honour His great name.
Effectual, fervent prayers shall bring
God’s richest blessings from above;
All prayer prevails with Him who reigns
Forevermore in sovereign love.
Prayer moves the loving heart of God
To grant these favours from on high:
A wise and understanding heart,
A clear, discerning, single eye.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ (Unknown – Tune Name: Old 100th)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Old Hundredth
214. If It Had Not Been the Lord
If it had not been the Lord
Who had died my soul to save,
Then a sad and Christless heart
Would have found a hopeless grave.
Who had brought me to His fold,
Then a lost and dying sheep
Would have perished in the cold.
When the ruthless foe assailed,
No defence would I have known–
If my Lord had not prevailed.
It is only He can save;
It is only He can keep.
His strong arm, and His alone,
Will defend His trusting sheep.
author→ King David
composer→ King Thibaut Of Navarre
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Innocents
215. A Tender Heart
Give me a heart that’s tender, true,
A heart that’s kind, a heart that’s new;
And let it be like Thine, O Lord,
In every deed and every word.
Take out the stony heart,
take out the bitterness;
Give me a gracious heart
that’s full of tenderness,
A heart that understands,
that will not fret or pine;
Give me a tender heart–
a heart like Thine.
Give me a heart from sin set free,
Unworthy though my life may be,
And may Thy Spirit its temple fill
And teach me to obey Thy will.
May I forget the wrong
someone has done to me
And show the tenderness
of Christ on Calvary.
Let tears of sorrow come
and all my ways refine;
Give me a tender heart–
a heart like Thine.
Give me a heart that knows no guile,
A heart forgiving all the while,
A heart that reaches to do a deed,
And stoops to help a friend in need.
I want to feel the pain
my neighbours often know
And lend a helping hand
if he be friend or foe.
I want to share the loss
in every weal or woe
And have a tender heart,
where’er I go.
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author→ Ira Stanphill
composer→ Ira Stanphill
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 12, 12, 12, 10
216. Thy Perfect Love
May Thy perfect love, O Lord,
Burn strong within my heart,
That I may in Thy truth abide
And from all sin depart.
O cause Thy perfect love
Within my heart to burn,
That I may ne’er unfaithful be
Nor from Thy pathway turn.
Inspire my soul each day
To do Thy will and Thine alone;
O give me grace alway.
As Thy perfect love, O Lord,
Burns with a constant flame,
I’ll seek to glory in the cross
And share my Master’s shame.
May Thy perfect love unite
Thy saints in every land,
That they may all be one with Thee,
Fulfilling Thy command.
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author→ Robert Blair
meter→ 8, 6, 12, 6, 7, 7, 9, 6
tune→ Revival
217. My Saviour’s Love
My Saviour’s love shall never fail,
Till I am safe within the veil;
When life has ended here for me,
Lord Jesus, I shall dwell with Thee.
Love led Him to Gethsemane;
Love led Him on to Calvary.
Love in His flowing wounds I see:
The Lamb of God, who died for me.
Though I’m unworthy of His love,
He has prepared a home above,
Where souls redeemed shall live in peace;
Their joy in God shall never cease.
Arrayed in righteousness and grace,
His servants there shall see His face,
Their crown of life to bear His name
And stand before Him without blame.
God’s love shall comfort them for aye,
His hand shall wipe their tears away;
Before the throne their theme shall be:
“Herein is love: He died for me.”
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
218. Love Is the Kingdom’s Banner
Love is the Kingdom’s banner:
Lift it against the sky,
Over the field of battle,
Where the needy cry.
Even though death assail us,
Let us His banner raise:
Hope of the dying nations,
And our Master’s praise.
Love is the Kingdom’s banner–
By it shall all men know
Jesus hath come and dwelleth
With His saints below.
Loving as He hath loved us,
Dwelling in unity:
This shall declare His kingdom,
Feeble though we be.
Know that the hosts of evil,
Love’s banner shall assail;
But as we love and trust Him,
Jesus will prevail.
Fresh as the dew of heaven,
His graces shall descend:
He who hath loved and given,
Loveth to the end!
Copyright→ ©
composer→ L. Mason (1792-1872)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 5, 7, 6, 7, 5
tune→ Diligence
219. Love Thee More
Saviour, hear my heartfelt prayer,
Humbly I implore:
In Thy loving, tender care,
Let me love Thee more.
Source of life and love divine,
Dwell within this heart of mine;
I would love with love like Thine,
Love Thee more and more.
Love Thee more, more and more.
O enlarge this heart of mine–
I would love Thee more.
Saviour, Thou didst leave Thy throne
In Thy love for me;
For my sins Thou didst atone:
Now my soul is free.
All Thy soul’s deep agony,
Thy great love on Calvary
Touch my heart appealingly–
Thou hast loved me unto death;
All my powers and will,
Gifts Thou lendest with my breath,
Shall Thy praise fulfil.
All Thy sorrow, grief and shame
For my portion now I claim,
Honoured thus to bear Thy name–
Thou hast bought me with Thy blood:
Oh, how great the price–
Comprehend it, no heart could–
Told in sacrifice!
All my soul now sighs for Thee;
Thirsting, longing, I would be
Filled with love’s immensity,
Loving more and more.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. H. Mc Naughton
meter→ 7, 5, 7, 5, 7, 7, 7, 5, 6, 7, 5
220. More Love to Thee
More love to Thee, O Christ!
More love to Thee!
Hear Thou the prayer I make
On bended knee;
This is my earnest plea:
More love, O Christ, to Thee!
More love to Thee,
More love to Thee!
Once earthly joy I craved,
Sought peace and rest;
Now Thee alone I seek–
Give what is best.
This all my prayer shall be:
Let sorrow do its work,
Come grief or pain;
Sweet are Thy messengers,
Sweet their refrain,
When they can sing with me:
Then shall my latest breath
Whisper Thy praise;
This be the parting cry
My heart shall raise,
This still its prayer shall be:
author→ Elizabeth Prentiss
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4, 4
221. Unerring One
Unerring One, the way Thou’st planned
Is still to most obscure;
From them ’tis hid, to babes revealed,
A little flock of poor.
The brightest intellect of men
Is dark and fails to see
The precious truth to those so clear,
Who through the Son are free.
Home, friends are left; it seems so strange,
A wandering life to lead:
To most it seems a frenzied craze
To sow one’s life as seed.
That lonely One, rejected now,
Whose name is held to scorn,
Shall reign on earth the only King
On that victorious morn.
We may be glad and leap for joy–
The recompense is near;
To see His face and have His smile
Will banish all our fear.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ I. Smith (1725-1800)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Abridge
222. Lord, Teach Me
Lord, teach me how to grow in grace;
Thy patient spirit now impart,
Producing hope and confidence
Within the garden of my heart.
Love, joy and peace shall then be seen,
And spread their fragrance all around;
Those pleasant fruits of righteousness
Shall grow and in my soul abound.
Long-suffering, gentleness shall come,
And goodness, too, shall blossom then;
The fruits of faith and godliness
Shall flourish in my soul again.
Meekness and temperance shall appear,
The sign and seal that grace divine,
The love of truth and holiness
Are dwelling in this heart of mine.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Dr. Mainzer (1801-1851)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Mainzer
223. Lord, I Would Take Thy Yoke
Lord, I would take Thy yoke and learn of Thee,
And here before Thy lowly manger bow:
The vain, proud things that once were dear to me,
While kneeling here all seem so empty now.
With chastened heart behold that lesson sweet,
When towel-girt Thy kingly form I see:
There bending low to wash Thy servants’ feet.
When shadows lengthen and life’s sorrows come:
Teach me the lesson of Gethsemane:
“Father, not mine, but Thy blest will be done.”
When man is cruel and the world untrue:
I hear a whisper come from Calvary:
“Father, forgive, they know not what they do.”
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mrs. May Schulz
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
224. O Jesus, I Have Promised
O Jesus, I have promised
To serve Thee to the end;
Be Thou forever near me,
My Master and my Friend.
I shall not fear the battle
If Thou art by my side,
Nor wander from the pathway
If Thou wilt be my Guide.
O let me feel Thee near me:
The world is ever near;
I see the sights that dazzle,
The tempting sounds I hear.
My foes are ever near me,
Around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,
And shield my soul from sin.
O let me hear Thee speaking
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,
The murmurs of self-will.
O speak to reassure me,
To hasten or control;
O speak, and make me listen,
Thou guardian of my soul.
O Jesus, Thou hast promised
To all who follow Thee,
That where Thou art in glory,
There shall Thy servant be;
And, Jesus, I have promised
To serve Thee to the end;
O give me grace to follow,
My Master and my Friend.
author→ John E. Bode
composer→ Arthur H. Mann (1850-1929)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Angel’s Story
225. Lord, Speak to Me
Lord, speak to me, that I may speak
In living echoes of Thy tone;
As Thou hast sought, so let me seek
Thine erring children lost and lone.
O lead me, Lord, that I may lead
The wandering and the wavering feet;
O feed me, Lord, that I may feed
Thy hungering ones with manna sweet.
O teach me, Lord, that I may teach
The precious things Thou dost impart;
And wing my words that they may reach
The hidden depths of many a heart.
O give Thine own sweet rest to me,
That I may speak, with soothing power,
A word in season, as from Thee,
To weary ones in needful hour.
O use me, Lord, use even me,
Just as Thou wilt and how and where,
Until Thy blessèd face I see,
Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share.
composer→ Dr. Mainzer (1801-1851)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Mainzer
226. O Teach Me How to Love
O teach me how to love
As Thou hast first loved me,
That pure, unselfish, thoughtful love
That savours, Lord, of Thee.
O help me to submit
To all Thy will for me;
From hardness and unyieldingness,
O Father, keep me free.
O teach me to be wise
And from all wrong to flee,
That would to others be a snare
And turn their hearts from Thee.
O help me to forgive
As Thou, Lord, hast forgiven;
From pride and malice keep me clean,
And every form of leaven.
O help me to be kind,
Patient, long-suff’ring, true,
At all times worthy of Thy seal
In all I say and do.
O help me to endure
As others have endured,
A wise and faithful steward prove,
And gain Thy rich reward.
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Wright
composer→ R. Jackson (1842-1914)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Trentham
227. Lord, Be Not Silent
Lord, be not silent unto me,
But in Thy mercy speak again;
My thirsty soul awaits Thy word,
As parchèd land awaits the rain.
I look to Thee, my Lord and God;
I find in Thee my hope and rest;
For Thou hast oft refreshed my soul
In times when I was sore distressed.
Lord, shouldst Thou speak with warning voice,
Then I may count my soul as blest;
For He who bears the chastening rod
Is still the one who loves me best.
Lord, wash me by Thy cleansing word,
And fix my purpose firm and true;
O heal my soul from all disease,
My failing strength again renew.
Lord, lead me captive to Thy will,
A joyous prisoner by choice,
A willing slave to Thy command,
Controlled and guided by Thy voice.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. M. Whyte
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
228. Moments of Blessing
Rich are the moments of blessing,
Jesus, my Saviour, bestows;
Pure is the well of salvation,
Fresh from His mercy that flows.
Ever He walketh beside me;
Brightly His sunshine appears,
Spreading a beautiful rainbow
Over the valley of tears.
Lovely and hallowed and sweet,
When from my labour at noontide,
Calmly I rest at His feet.
Why should I ever grow weary?
Why should I faint by the way?
Has He not promised to give me
Strength for the toils of the day?
Though by the mist and the shadow
Sometimes my sky may be dim,
Rich are the moments of blessing
Spent in communion with Him.
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
229. The Still, Small Voice
The still, small voice of Jesus
Speaks to my heart each day:
“If you would be more fruitful,
Abide in me alway.”
This voice so sweet and touching,
These words so real to me,
Stir all my heart to answer,
“Lord, I’ll abide in Thee.”
Above earth’s noise and tumult,
That still, small voice I hear;
To it I’ll be responsive,
E’en though it leads through tears.
“Serve me with zeal and gladness;
I gave my life away.”
Forbid that I should answer,
“It’s vain to serve Thee, Lord,”
Since Thou in loving-kindness
Hast promised great reward.
“Still follow in my footsteps–
There is no other way.”
It brings me joy surpassing
All tongue could ever tell,
To wholly follow Jesus,
Who doeth all things well.
“These days of tribulation,
Cease not to watch and pray.”
My heart breaks forth in answer:
“Yes, Lord, I’ll seek Thy face,
That I may be made stronger
In Thine abounding grace.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Fawcett
composer→ D. B. Towner (1850-1919)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Wondrous Sight
230. Lord, in Our Need
Lord, in our need we come to Thee–
Speak to our hearts, we pray;
We long to hear Thy still, small voice
Whispering to us each day.
Speak, Lord, for we would hear,
Each passing day along the way;
Speak, Lord, for we would hear–
Speak to our hearts, we pray.
Strong in ourselves we only fail:
Humble us, Lord, we pray;
Only through Thee we can prevail;
Cleanse us, O Lord, today.
Guided by Thee we need not fear:
Guide us, O Lord, we pray;
Teach us Thy will, Thy way make clear–
We would Thy will obey.
Use us, O Lord, Thy work to do–
Use us, O Lord, we pray;
Yielding ourselves in service true,
We would be used alway.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ W. Stillman Martin (1862-1935)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6
231. Speak to My Soul
Speak to my soul, Lord Jesus;
Speak now in tenderest tone.
Whisper in loving-kindness,
“Thou art not left alone.”
Open my heart to hear Thee,
Quickly to hear Thy voice;
Fill Thou my soul with praises;
Let me in Thee rejoice.
Speak Thou in softest whispers,
Whispers of love to me:
“Thou shalt be always conqueror,
Thou shalt be always free.”
Speak Thou to me each day, Lord,
Always in tenderest tone;
Let me now hear Thy whisper:
“Thou art not left alone.”
Speak to Thy children ever;
Lead in the holy way.
Fill them with joy and gladness;
Teach them to watch and pray.
May they in consecration
Yield their whole lives to Thee.
Hasten Thy coming kingdom,
Till our dear Lord we see.
Speak now, as in the old time
Thou didst reveal Thy will;
Let me know all my duty;
Let me Thy law fulfil.
Lead me to glorify Thee;
Help me to show Thy praise,
Gladly to do Thy bidding,
Honour Thee all my days.
author→ L. L. Pickett
composer→ L. L. Pickett
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
232. God Is Faithful
God is faithful to His chosen
In His dealings every day,
Both in judgment and in mercy,
All along the pilgrim way.
New each morning are His mercies
And His faithfulness so great;
His compassions fail us never
If before His throne we wait.
God is faithful to deliver
From the tempter’s subtle snare,
And provides the strength to suffer
In temptations hard to bear.
God is faithful in confirming
Every promise to His own,
And He keeps them from the evil
As they cling to Him alone.
God is faithful, souls to welcome
To His fellowship of love,
Where there’s peace and love abounding
Till they reach their home above.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Roy Taylor
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Fully Trusting
233. My Saviour Bids Me Sing
My Saviour bids me sing His praise,
Adore His wondrous works and ways;
His life within, His love and peace,
Inspire a song which cannot cease.
My Lord and I shall never part;
He reigns supreme within my heart.
With all the joyful saints above,
I’ll praise the God whose name is Love.
He came from God the Father’s heart
To take the guilty sinner’s part;
Love paid the price none other could,
For our redemption shed His blood.
Although a stranger in the land,
I will obey my Lord’s command;
In Him my restless heart is still,
Resigned to His most holy will.
A pilgrim in the heavenly way,
I trust Him in the evil day;
Clothed in His armour, I shall stand,
Protected by His mighty hand.
When life is over I shall dwell
With Him my soul has loved so well,
Clothed in His righteousness complete,
To fall and worship at His feet.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
234. I Worship Thee
I worship Thee, sweet Will of God,
And all Thy ways adore;
And every day I live I seem
To love Thee more and more.
I love to trace each print where Thou
Hast set Thine unseen feet;
I cannot fear Thee, blessèd Will,
Thine empire is so sweet.
I have no cares, O blessèd Will,
For all my cares are Thine;
I live in triumph, Lord, for Thou
Hast made Thy triumphs mine!
When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I can do
And leave the rest to Thee.
He always wins who sides with God–
To Him no chance is lost;
God’s will is sweetest to him when
It triumphs at his cost.
author→ Frederick W. Faber
composer→ T. A. Arne (1710-1778)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Arlington
235. From Lips of Babes
From lips of babes, Thy perfect praise
Shall rise as incense to Thy throne;
For he who humbly Christ obeys
Doth speak with wisdom not his own.
From lips of babes, by Thy decree,
Strength is ordained to still the foe;
For so it seemeth good to Thee:
I thank Thee Thou hast planned it so.
From lips of babes, O blessèd Lord,
From humble hearts– Thy Spirit’s home–
The truths eternal shall be heard
That wise and prudent have not known.
Then, make of me a little child,
Though chastened oft my spirit be
Till I awaken satisfied,
And Christ be magnified in me.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ (Unknown – Tune Name: Old 100th)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Old Hundredth
236. My Heart O’erflows
My heart o’erflows with praise to God alway,
For needed grace He gives me day by day,
Which is sufficient to enable me
To fight the battle, gain the victory.
How restful is my heart when this I know:
According to my need, He’ll grace bestow.
Midst fiery trials and when tempted sore,
In tender care He points me to that door–
The entrance of the quiet, secret place,
Where I can wait before the throne of grace.
While waiting there I’m cleansed from sin and fear,
My strength renewed, the way made plain and clear.
As in this present, evil world I see
So much that would defile and hinder me,
It surely causes me to cleave the more
Unto the Lord, and have His grace in store,
That in all things I may keep pure and clean,
Still live for things this world has never seen.
I long to live so that my life will show
How much it means such boundless grace to know,
That every weary, fearful soul I meet,
Who day by day is suffering from defeat,
Might through his tears and sorrows see in me
What he could share through grace so rich and free.
The One who knows the trials of each hour,
Knows flesh would fail, how much I need His power;
What rest it brings my heart to hear Him say,
“I’ll give you grace, no power my hand can stay.”
What rest it brings my heart to hear Him say,
“I’ll give you grace, no power my hand can stay.”
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
237. O God, I Thank Thee
O God, I thank Thee for the way
That’s opened up to me;
From darkness Thou hast shown me light,
The dawn has broken after night;
:: My heart responds to Thee. ::
My soul lifts up to Thee its praise,
And thankful is my heart
For all the blessings Thou hast given,
For all the moments Thou hast striven
:: To teach the better part. ::
I know that I am sinful, Lord;
My heart cries out to Thee
To help me conquer self and sin
And all that’s not like Thee within,
:: So that my soul be free. ::
I long to walk the narrow way
With heart and purpose free,
That others may see in my life
A freedom from all woe and strife,
:: Enjoying life with Thee. ::
Copyright→ ©
author→ Edna Carman
composer→ Mrs. Lewis S. Chafer
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6
tune→ Spencer
238. O Bless the Lord, My Soul
O bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join
And aid my tongue to bless His name,
Whose favours are divine.
O bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let His mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
’Tis He forgives thy sin;
’Tis He relieves thy pain;
’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses
And makes thee young again.
He fills the poor with good;
He gives the sufferers rest;
The Lord has judgments for the proud
And justice for the oppressed.
God will not always chide,
But when His strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes
And lighter than our guilt.
High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
The pity of the Lord
To those that fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel:
He knows our feeble frame.
Our days are as the grass
Or like the morning flower:
If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,
It withers in an hour.
composer→ Andrew Robb
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
239. Our Hearts O’erflow
Lord, our hearts o’erflow with praises
For the riches of Thy love,
For this wondrous gospel story
Sent to earth from heaven above;
For that life of love so lowly,
For the cross of Calvary,
For the resurrection morning
And our living hope in Thee.
For this fellowship so precious
That unites us by Thy grace,
Growing fuller, deeper, stronger,
Sundered not by time nor space.
Bind us closer, Lord, and closer:
As one body may we be,
And our love to one another
Manifest our love for Thee.
In this world of doubt and darkness,
Through us may the Light now shine,
And our lives reflect a measure
Of Thy boundless love divine.
Teach us, Lord, to lift the burden
Of the weary traveller’s load,
And to journey on together,
Ever on the homeward road.
So, through all our pilgrim journey
Keep us faithful, Lord, we pray,
Till, with trumpet loudly sounding,
Breaks the dawn of endless day.
Then from distant lands, united,
Gathered to Thy wounded side–
Come! Lord Jesus, Come! Lord Jesus,
Haste to claim Thy chosen bride.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
240. We Thank Thee, Lord, for Weary Days
We thank Thee, Lord, for weary days,
When desert springs were dry,
And first we knew what depth of need
Thy love could satisfy;
Days when, beneath the desert sun,
Along the toilsome road,
O’er roughest ways we walked with One,
That One, the Son of God.
We thank Thee for that rest in Him
The weary only know–
The perfect, wondrous sympathy
We needs must learn below;
The sweet companionship of One
Who once the desert trod;
The glorious fellowship with One
Upon the throne of God.
The joy no desolations here
Can reach or cloud or dim–
The present Lord, the living God,
And we alone with Him.
When in the glory and the rest
We joyfully adore,
Remembering the desert way,
We yet shall praise Him more.
Rememb’ring how, amid our toil,
Our conflict and our sin,
He brought the water for our thirst–
It cost His blood to win;
And now in perfect peace we go
Along the way He trod,
Still learning from all need below
Depths of the heart of God.
author→ P. B.
composer→ Wm. A. Huntley (arranged)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
241. The Truth of God
The truth of God so precious
I value more each day,
As with a contrite heart I walk
With Jesus in the way;
The lowly way which most despise,
I glory now to tread;
Anointed eyes see always
Jesus ahead.
The path of life, I’ve found it
In Jesus most complete;
Though now cast out and suffering,
His fellowship is sweet.
He’s God’s own plan and pattern,
The new and living way;
My joy it is to follow
With Him each day.
I’m glad He ever found me
And came to dwell within,
The stronger than the strong man,
Who saves me now from sin;
’Twas life I got, not theory:
His voice I did obey
And entered in by Jesus,
God’s only way.
Now I’ve a tender Shepherd
Who leads to pastures new;
His voice, it is my comfort,
His hand, ’tis strong and true;
I long to follow closer,
Still nearer to His side:
I never can forsake Him–
He is my guide.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ K. F. Garrard
meter→ 7, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 5
242. The Name of Our Saviour
The name of our Saviour is dear to our heart;
We’ve learned that no other can true joy impart.
We thrill with true rapture at sound of His voice;
He calms every tempest and bids us rejoice.
His smile as I journey brings peace to my soul;
His touch makes me glad of His loving control;
His love fills my heart with a hope strong and sure,
And gives me a longing to keep my heart pure.
When we were yet helpless He saw our sad plight;
As naked and wounded we groped for the light.
His love pierced the gloom of our bitter distress,
And into our souls came His gentle caress.
One night as He poured out His soul for the world,
And legions of darkness against Him were hurled,
He knew that His blood was the price and not gold,
And offered His life for the lambs of His fold.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11
243. Upon a Lonely Mount
Upon a lonely mount,
Obeying God’s behest,
A father offered up his son:
It was his very best.
Gladly yielding all,
Moved by love divine,
Proving we are not our own,
For all we have is Thine.
Once in a lowly home
A soul did what she could:
She broke the alabaster box–
She truly worshipped God.
In spirit and in truth
We all must worship Thee,
Who gave Thyself a sacrifice
And died to set us free.
The faithful round the throne
Say all with one accord,
“All praise and glory be to Him:
All worthy is our Lord.”
author→ Adam Hutchison
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 7, 6
244. My Heart Is Resting
My heart is resting, O my God!
I will give thanks and sing;
My heart is at the secret source
Of every precious thing.
Now the frail vessel Thou hast made
No hand but Thine shall fill,
For the waters of this world have failed,
And I am thirsty still.
I thirst for springs of heavenly life,
And here all day they rise;
I seek the treasure of Thy love,
And close at hand it lies.
And a new song is in my mouth,
To long-loved music set–
Glory to Thee for all Thy grace
I have not tasted yet.
Glory to Thee for strength withheld,
For want and weakness known,
And the fear that sends me to Thyself
For what is most mine own.
I have a heritage of joy
That yet I must not see,
But the hand that bled to make it mine
Is keeping it for me.
My heart is in Thy care;
I hear the voice of joy and health
Resounding everywhere.
“Thou art my portion,” saith my soul,
Ten thousand voices say;
And the music of their glad Amen
Will never die away.
author→ Anna L. Waring
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
245. Songs of Zion
Sing to me the songs of Zion,
Sweetest songs of all on earth.
Let the rich man sing of treasures
And the worldling sing of mirth;
But the songs of God’s own children,
Sounding forth in joyful days,
Stir the weary heart to gladness,
Wake the soul to tuneful praise.
Sing to me when dawn’s first wakening
Brightens blooms all wet with dew;
Tell in song of God’s great mercies,
Which are every morning new;
And when day has aged to noontide
And the heart is pressed with care,
Sing thy song of intercession
That will call my soul to prayer.
Sing to me sweet songs of Zion
When I see life’s evening star,
And my barque is slowly drifting
Out across time’s lonely bar;
If perchance I may be fearing,
Sweet will sound some blest refrain;
Let me hear them once again.
Sing the song of resurrection
When the Lord Himself shall come,
And the heart shall know not sorrow,
For the pilgrim will be home.
Then ten thousand thousand voices
Blend the chorus all as one;
’Tis a new song they are singing:
’Tis the song of God’s dear Son.
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Annand
composer→ J. E. Hawes
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
246. All My Springs Arise in Jesus
All my springs arise in Jesus–
He my inmost need supplies,
Satisfies my heart’s deep longings,
Quells the fears which oft arise.
I sit down beneath His shadow,
Resting there with great delight;
Sweet refreshing in His presence,
Songs He giveth in the night.
Love empowers the highest choice;
Though I sleep, my heart awaketh
At the sound of His dear voice.
Come to me, my Well-belovèd:
Gloom departs when Thou art near–
Source and fount of living waters,
Joy and health and hope and cheer.
I have found Him whom I love;
He has kindly looked upon me,
Fixed my heart on things above.
He is chief among ten thousand,
My Redeemer, Saviour, Friend;
In His eyes I have found favour,
Loved with love which knows no end.
In His favour there is life;
In His wondrous love abiding,
There is rest from sin and strife.
He will keep me free from evil
Till the dawn of endless day;
I shall see Him in His beauty
When the shadows flee away.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
247. How Sweet It Is
How sweet it is when, weaned from all,
We follow Jesus’ secret call
And hidden in Him live!
How sweet to be released from sin
And freed from all self-love within,
To God alone to cleave!
How sweet, when with a childlike grace
We walk before the Father’s face
And seek but Him to please!
How sweet, when we to all below
A meek and quiet spirit show,
And live in perfect peace!
How sweet, when all our powers and will,
Subdued, resigned, serene and still,
At God’s disposal lie!
How sweet, when every lofty thought
Is into due submission brought
Before the omniscient eye!
How sweet, when, after wasting strength,
The spirit finds its home at length
And roams no more abroad!
How sweet, in pure and perfect love,
To soar through sense to things above
And dwell for aye with God!
author→ Gerhard Tersteegen
meter→ 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
tune→ Meribah
248. How Blest Are They
How blest are they that fear the Lord,
Their Father and their King;
With reverent, grateful hearts, to Him
All honour, praise they bring.
Lord, we beseech Thee,
Hear our entreaty;
Come in Thy mercy,
Teaching us Thy fear.
About the ones who fear Him shall
His angels camp around.
There is no want to those who have
This sanctuary found.
This fear of God a fount shall be,
Of life that endless is;
And satisfied shall he abide
Who makes that fountain his.
Who shall not fear Thee, King of saints,
Of whom all heaven sings?
Rise, Sun of Righteousness, we pray,
With healing in Thy wings.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Maurice A. Clifton
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 5, 5
249. How Precious Is the Word
How precious is the word of God
To contrite hearts and pure;
How gracious are His promises,
So steadfast, safe and sure.
When I’m decreasing,
Self-love is ceasing,
Christ is increasing,
Filling all my heart.
How full of joy and sweet content
The souls who seek His face;
And weaned from self His fullness prove,
Receiving grace for grace.
Thus joyful in the place of prayer
Their hearts like incense rise,
An offering pure, acceptable,
A willing sacrifice.
How rich is the abundant store
To those who freely give,
Without reserve, the life He bought;
Receiving life they live.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Maurice A. Clifton
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 5, 5
250. My Saviour Speaks
My Saviour speaks! I hear His kindly voice;
It thrills my soul and makes my heart rejoice.
Amid earth’s gloom the Lamb of God I see,
The One who loved and gave Himself for me.
How sweet to know, God’s pure and spotless Son
My inmost heart’s affection now has won!
For me He left His Father’s home on high;
Oh! wondrous love, that He, my Lord, should die.
Oh! precious fellowship, divinely sweet!
With joy I worship at my Saviour’s feet.
In wonder and amazement I adore
And plead for grace to love Him more and more.
No more a stranger to His love and grace,
But reconciled, I now behold His face.
Unspeakable the bliss, the precious rest,
In peace reclining on my Saviour’s breast.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ E. J. Hopkins (1818-1901)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Ellers
251. O Don’t Be Led Captive
O don’t be led captive from Zion to roam,
Away from that city which God calls His own;
Abide and sing praises, lest one day you see
Your harps hung in silence on some willow tree.
O don’t be led captive by friend or by foe,
To weep where the rivers of Babylon flow,
And sadly remember the sanctified throng,
When asked by your captors for Zion’s new song.
The songs of Mount Zion, though sweetly they ring,
In lands of a stranger you never could sing;
The children of Edom all with one accord
Would mock you for singing the praise of the Lord.
Oh, soon may all cunning forsake my right hand,
If I forget Zion, that city so grand;
My tongue to sing praises I ne’er shall employ,
Except I keep Zion above my chief joy.
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author→ J. Martin
composer→ Eli Christy
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11
252. My Soul’s Desire
With my soul have I desired Thee,
When earth’s shadows round me fall;
Unto Thee my spirit seeketh:
Father, hear me when I call.
Lord, without Thee all is dreary,
All is barren, desolate;
Speak to me, O loving Father,
While I in Thy presence wait.
O Thou fairest of the fair;
Let me now behold Thy beauty;
Let me rest beneath Thy care.
Purify my heart and cleanse me,
From defilement keep me free;
Thou canst make me pure and holy;
Thou art my sufficiency.
With my soul have I desired Thee:
Thou alone canst satisfy;
Comfort, joy and consolation
Come forth when Thou drawest nigh.
Thou art life and light and gladness;
Yearns my heart Thy face to see;
In Thy presence is salvation,
Rest from all anxiety.
Altogether lovely One;
Thy great work of re-creation
In my life Thou hast begun.
Grant that I may bear Thine image,
Help me choose the better part;
Seal me as Thine own forever,
Write Thy law within my heart.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
253. I’m Satisfied in Jesus Now
I’m satisfied in Jesus now,
My restless soul is calm and still;
My weary heart has found its home,
My joy it is to do His will.
Then sing, my soul, in sweetest song,
My captive spirit now is free;
At His behest I follow on–
His, only His, henceforth to be.
Oh! fellowship supremely sweet,
Oh! matchless love so pure, divine;
My soul has found a sure retreat–
The lowly Jesus now is mine.
His love has overpowered my heart,
No longer I in sin repine;
Secure from Satan’s fiery dart,
On Jesus’ breast I now recline.
I hear His kindly whispered word;
With beauty rare His face doth shine;
I feel the pressure of His hand,
Assuring me that He is mine.
I’ll follow Him, the sinless One,
And all His marvellous way adore,
Until I stand complete in Him,
His image bear forevermore.
When life’s short journey here will end,
And I at last shall reach the goal,
What rapture to behold His face,
While the eternal ages roll!
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
254. I Love the Perfect Way
I love the perfect way
That leads to God and rest;
I love to follow Jesus here,
Obeying His behest.
I love my Shepherd true;
His choice my choice shall be;
His holy will shall be my will,
That He may live in me.
He found me deep in sin,
With sorrow in my heart;
He filled my soul with joy and peace
And bid my sins depart.
I love His holy name,
Delight with Him to dwell;
The love of God, so sweet to me,
My tongue can never tell.
It is His life that gives
Me power to walk with God;
And this is why I love the path
Where Jesus’ feet have trod.
He ever will control
The yielded life and will,
In humble, contrite hearts, delight
His purpose to fulfil.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ A. R. Haselwood
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
255. Master, Speak
Master, speak! Thy servant heareth,
Waiting for Thy gracious word,
Longing for Thy voice that cheereth;
Master, let it now be heard.
I am listening, Lord, for Thee;
What hast Thou to say to me?
Speak to me by name, O Master;
Let me know it is to me.
Speak, that I may follow faster,
With a step more firm and free,
Where the Shepherd leads the flock,
In the shadow of the Rock.
Master, speak! Though least and lowest,
Let me not unheard depart;
Master, speak! for oh, Thou knowest
All the yearning of my heart,
Knowest all its truest need;
Speak! and make me blest indeed.
Master, speak! and make me ready,
When Thy voice is truly heard,
With obedience glad and steady,
Still to follow every word.
I am listening, Lord, for Thee;
Master, speak, O speak to me!
composer→ Dr. L. Mason (1792-1872)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Ottawa
256. Speak, Lord
Speak, Lord, in the stillness,
While I wait on Thee;
Hush my heart to listen
In expectancy.
Speak, O blessèd Master,
In this quiet hour;
Let me see Thy face, Lord,
Feel Thy touch of power.
For the words Thou speakest,
They are life indeed;
Living bread from heaven
Now my spirit feed.
All to Thee is yielded–
I am not mine own;
Blissful, glad surrender–
I am Thine alone.
Speak, Thy servant heareth;
Be not silent, Lord!
Waits my soul upon Thee
For the quick’ning word.
Fill me with the knowledge
Of Thy glorious will;
All Thine own good pleasure,
In Thy child fulfil.
author→ Emily May Grimes
composer→ H. Green (1871-1931)
meter→ 6, 5, 6, 5
257. Thy Child
My Father, hear this earnest plea
I lift to heaven above:
O help me so to yield to Thee
That in me there may ever be
:: The spirit of a child. ::
Within this life of mine fulfil
Thy purpose all divine;
Beneath Thy hand, O keep me still,
Submitting gladly to Thy will,
:: Obedient as a child. ::
Yet, yielding up my all, I see
’Tis but Thine own I yield,
For every gift has come from Thee;
So may I ever thankful be
:: And humble as a child. ::
Then guide me, gracious Father, guide
Until this life is o’er;
Enfold me closer to Thy side,
And let me ever there abide,
:: Eternally Thy child. ::
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composer→ Ken Paginton
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6
tune→ Porchester
258. Hidden
Lord, within my heart doth dwell
A sweet thought that naught can quell;
For I know that Thou hast given
Unto me the peace of heaven,
And my life secure shall be–
It is hid with Christ in Thee.
Hidden safe from earth’s alarms,
Neath Thine everlasting arms,
Saved and kept by love divine,
Oh, what rest of heart is mine,
Knowing that my life shall be
Ever hid with Christ in Thee.
Hid with Him, who is to me
Life and peace eternally,
Him who walked death’s lonely way,
That my ransom He might pay,
Dying that my life might be
Ever hid with Christ in Thee.
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composer→ B. R. Hanby (1833-1867)
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Adoration
259. Lord, in My Need
Lord, in my need I seek Thy face
And humbly ask for power
To aid me as I live this day,
True to Thee hour by hour.
And though my lot be cast today
Somewhere I would not choose,
Help me to know that in Thy will
I shall but gain, not lose.
If just Thy presence, Lord, be mine,
Then undisturbed I’ll be;
And should an adverse wind arise,
Quiet, I’ll rest in Thee.
And if today my path be dark–
Shadows on every side–
Grasp Thou my hand more tightly, Lord,
Guard me till eventide.
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author→ M. Macpherson
composer→ M. Macpherson
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
260. Dear Lord, When Dark
Dear Lord, when dark and stormy seems our way,
O teach us how to truly watch and pray;
And may we from our hearts sincerely say,
“Thy will be done.”
Dear Lord, when powers of earth and sin oppose,
When test of heart and spirit keener grows,
We rest in this– our heavenly Father knows;
Dear Lord, though sufferings press upon our soul,
Though sorrow’s waves upon our spirit roll,
Or disappointments come, be this our goal:
Dear Lord, we need Thy cleansing every day;
We long to walk as one within Thy way,
Control of all upon Thy shoulders lay–
Dear Lord, Thy faithful life inspires us now
To overcome, as Thou didst teach us how;
So, Father, help us in Thy sight to vow,
Copyright→ ©
author→ Tom Roberts
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 4
261. Not My Will, but Thine
There are times in life when the way seems dark,
And it’s hard just to understand;
But I know Thine eye watches from on high,
And there’s grace for each step Thou’st planned.
Help me say, “Not my will, but Thine,”
Help me yield to Thy plan divine;
Lord, Thy power I need and for grace I plead,
Just to say, “Not my will, but Thine.”
Lord, it’s not in me as I walk each day
To direct my own steps aright:
Keep me by Thy side, may Thy hand e’er guide,
Lest I stray from the path of light.
Help me always be as a tender plant
That would bend to Thine every touch.
Lord, within me dwell; I would not rebel,
For I need Thee, oh! so much.
Help me see things now as I’ll one day see,
When my life ends and I go hence;
Then I’ll answer yes and will forward press
With respect to the recompense.
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composer→ Henry P. Morton
meter→ 10, 8, 10, 8, 8, 8, 10, 8
262. Patiently Continue
Patiently continue in the way with Jesus,
Joyfully obeying the Father’s blessèd will;
Mid sin’s angry billows, hearken to Him calling
Over the waters, saying “Peace, be still.”
“I will never leave thee,” sweetest words of comfort
From the lips of Jesus, who walked life’s troubled sea,
“Thou art not forsaken, I am with thee always;
Darkness or sunshine, ever follow me.”
None so true and tender as the Man of Sorrows;
From this world’s illusions, O let Him keep thee free.
He will lead thee onward to inherit glory;
Riches unfading He will give to thee.
Patiently continue with Him in the conflict,
Patiently enduring with Him unto the end,
Numbered with His chosen, found among the faithful,
One on whom Jesus always can depend.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 12, 12, 12, 10
tune→ Nicaea
263. Thou Sweet, Belovèd Will
Thou sweet, belovèd Will of God,
My anchor ground, my fortress hill,
My spirit’s silent, fair abode,
In Thee I hide me and am still.
O Will that willest good alone,
Lead Thou the way, Thou guidest best;
A little child, I follow on
And, trusting, lean upon Thy breast.
Thy beautiful, sweet Will, my God,
Holds fast in its sublime embrace
My captive will, a gladsome bird,
Prisoned in such a realm of grace.
Oh, lightest burden, sweetest yoke!
It lifts, it bears my happy soul,
Thy Will gives wings to this poor heart:
My freedom is Thy grand control.
Thy wonderful, grand Will, my God,
With triumph now I make it mine;
And faith shall cry a joyous “Yes!”
To every dear command of Thine.
composer→ G. Hewes (1806-1873)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Holley
264. With Heart Resigned
With heart resigned and will subdued,
I sit at Jesus’ feet;
He is my law, my life, my all–
In Him I am complete.
In all humility I learn
His gracious, holy will;
I hearken and obey His voice,
Submissive, pliant, still.
The law of sin and death would rise
To draw me from this rest;
But held in His almighty arms,
I lean upon His breast.
The law of Christ within my heart
Is strong to keep me free;
Obedience to the mind of Christ
Brings inward purity.
The pure in heart shall see His face;
He is their hope and joy;
How sweet the tranquil rest He gives,
And peace without alloy.
The voice of God, so still and sweet,
Speaks to my inmost soul:
I will obey, and Christ shall have
Dominion and control.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. H. Gower (1855-1922)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Meditation
265. Help Me to Look to Thee
Help me to look to Thee when I am tried,
Resting my eyes upon the Crucified:
So can the race be run,
So can the task be done,
And then the victory won–
Jesus my Lord.
Help me to cling to Thee in every test,
Finding the grace to say, “Thy will is best.”
This still the choice for me,
This still the way must be,
Only to follow Thee–
Jesus my Lord.
Help me to rest in Thee from every care,
Bowed at Thy throne of grace– true solace there.
Night will be turned to day,
Tears will be wiped away:
Come quickly, then, I pray–
Jesus my Lord.
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composer→ B. M. Ramsey (1849-1923)
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
tune→ Camacha
266. Oh, for a Closer Walk
Oh, for a closer walk with God!
To hear His voice alway
And yield obedience to His word,
To do His will each day.
The will of God is always best:
It brings us sweet release;
Ceasing from self, we enter in
To His eternal peace.
To love our life is losing all,
And we alone remain;
Yielding to God, denying self,
A hundredfold we gain.
Doing His will now brings us power
To reign o’er self and sin;
’Tis only thus that we can have
True victory within.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Cuthbert Howard (1856-1927)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Lloyd
267. Baptized in Jesus’ Name
Baptized in Jesus’ name–
The path He trod for me
I follow now and humbly bow
In deep humility.
Buried with Him to be,
To count as dross all earthly loss:
To die is gain to me.
Risen with Him to be;
His life divine henceforth is mine,
And He shall reign in me.
I’ll seek the things above
And spend my days to serve and praise
The God whose name is Love.
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composer→ R. Jackson (1840-1914)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Trentham
268. Rejoicing in the Lord
Rejoicing in the Lord,
We walk His lowly way;
We love His precepts and His word,
And joyfully obey.
Baptized in Jesus’ name,
Renouncing self and sin:
To all the world we thus proclaim
The Saviour dwells within.
We heard the Saviour’s voice
When wandering far from God;
We yielded then and made our choice
To walk the path He trod.
Our source of life and bliss–
He is our righteousness.
With Jesus, here apart,
God’s holy will to do,
His Spirit sealing every heart
Will keep us firm and true.
Who died our souls to save–
Our hope beyond the grave.
He leads us by the hand,
Our Master true and kind;
Obedient now, at His command,
We leave the world behind.
Hushed is the voice of strife–
His Way and Truth and Life.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. B. Woodbury (1819-1858)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Nearer Home
269. He Hath Blessed Us
When our soul is much discouraged
By the roughness of the way,
And the cross that we are bearing
Seemeth heavier every day,
When some cloud that overshadows,
Hides our Father’s face from view,
Oh, ’tis well then to remember,
He hath blessed us hitherto.
Looking back the long years over,
’Twas a varied path, and yet
All the way His hand hath led us,
Past each hindrance we have met,
Given us the pleasant places,
Cheered us all the journey through;
Passing through the deepest waters,
He hath blessed us hitherto.
Surely then our souls should trust Him,
Though the clouds be dark o’erhead;
We’ve a friend that draweth closer,
When all other friends have fled;
When our pilgrimage is over,
When the gates we’re going through,
We shall see with clearer vision
How He helped us hitherto.
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Annand
composer→ J. W. Dadmun
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Land of Beulah
270. Tomorrow’s Path
Tomorrow’s path to us is all unknown,
But we will walk today
And trust the future to the Father’s hand:
He knows and plans our way.
In love the Father ever veils the future,
Hides from us tomorrow’s care;
For well He knows today’s own burdens are
Enough for you and me to bear.
’Tis not by sight we walk this way of God;
But leaning on His love,
We follow, with a faith that questions not,
On toward the things above.
The dangers that so often hidden lie
Along the path we tread,
Are clear to God, and He will keep our feet
From snares that wait ahead.
When o’er our head the sky may clouded be,
Just hear the Father say,
“This, too, shall pass– it bears the promise of
A brighter, clearer day.”
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author→ M. Macpherson
composer→ M. Macpherson
meter→ 10, 6, 10, 6, 11, 7, 9, 9
271. I Know Not Why
I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He has made known,
Nor why, unworthy of such love,
He bought me for His own:
But “I know whom I have believèd
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.”
I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His word
Wrought peace within my heart:
I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the word,
Creating faith in Him:
I know not when my Lord may come–
At night or noonday fair–
Nor when I’ll walk the vale with Him
Or meet Him in the air:
author→ D. W. Whittle
composer→ J. McGranaham (1840-1907)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 9, 10, 8, 7
272. There Hath Not Failed
There hath not failed one word of all God promised
To give to us with His belovèd Son;
His word is more enduring than the heavens;
He’ll give us strength until our race is run.
Not one word failed; when we in time of sorrow
Cried unto Him, to us He comfort gave
And walked with us when lonely was the pathway;
’Twas then we proved His power to keep and save.
Not one word failed of all that God hath spoken
Since time began, and still His word is true.
As we obey and follow Jesus’ footsteps,
We need not fear– He’ll lead us safely through.
He will not fail, as unto Him we render,
With heart of love, the evening sacrifice.
May it, the crowning, final gift we offer,
Be found well-pleasing in our Father’s eyes.
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author→ Mabel Smith
composer→ J. MacAdam
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
273. I Know in Whom I Have Believed
I know in whom I have believed,
And on that last great day I’ll stand
Clothed in Christ’s robe of righteousness,
Approved of God, at His right hand.
I know in whom I have believed:
I am persuaded God will keep,
Deep hidden in His heart of love,
His tender lambs, His chosen sheep.
I know in whom I have believed;
And though He slay me, I will trust,
Acknowledge all His holy will,
Though broken, humbled in the dust.
I know in whom I have believed;
No mind can comprehend or trace
The length and breadth and depth of love,
His free, unmeasured, boundless grace.
I know in whom I have believed
And shall not fear on that great day,
Safe hidden in the heart of God,
When heaven and earth shall pass away.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ I. H. Meredith
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Starless Crown
274. I Know That My Redeemer Lives
I know that my Redeemer lives,
And I shall dwell with Him;
The light of God within my soul
No power on earth can dim.
My life is in the Master’s hands
To purify and mould;
When tested, tried, I’m satisfied
I shall come forth as gold.
My living hope and stay;
The trust I have in Him reposed
He never will betray.
I am persuaded He will keep
The life I freely give;
In glad obedience to His claims,
I die that I may live.
I know that my Redeemer lives
To intercede for me
And give me grace to bear the cross–
To bear it patiently.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Ellacombe
275. Trusting the Living God
We’re trusting in the living God–
His way and truth and life are sure;
Though tribulation here we meet,
His grace will help us to endure.
We bear our Lord and Saviour’s name,
And glory in the cross and shame;
Content to share our Master’s lot,
We buy the truth and sell it not.
His fellowship we love and prize;
Our hearts are fixed to run the race,
Though friends and foes alike despise.
Ofttimes our hearts within us burn,
As in sweet fellowship with Him
We walk midst earth’s reproach and scorn.
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author→ I Sam Jones
composer→ B. Frank Butts
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
276. Precious Thought
Precious thought, my Father knoweth;
In His love I rest,
For whate’er my Father doeth
Must be always best.
Well I know the Heart that planneth
Naught but good for me;
Joy and sorrow interwoven–
Love in all I see.
Precious thought, my Father knoweth,
Careth for His child,
Biddeth me to nestle closer,
When the storm beats wild.
Though my earthly hopes be shattered,
And the teardrops fall,
Yet He is Himself my solace–
Yea, my All in all!
Sweet to tell Him all He knoweth,
Roll on Him the care,
Cast upon Him all the burden
That I cannot bear;
Then, without a care oppressing,
Simply to lie still,
Giving thanks to Him for all things,
Since it is His will.
Oh, to trust Him, then, more fully!
Just to simply move
In the conscious, calm enjoyment
Of the Father’s love,
Knowing that life’s chequered pathway
Leadeth to His rest,
Satisfied the way He taketh
Must be always best.
author→ Mrs. L. Ware
composer→ J. S.
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
277. The Next Step
I cannot see beyond the moment;
Tomorrow’s strength comes not today;
But, blessèd Lord, I trust Thy keeping
For just the next step on my way.
O Jesus, keep my next step faithful
To paths marked out by God for me;
Hold Thou me up, O mighty Saviour:
My strength and hope are all in Thee.
With each temptation Thou hast promised
The grace to conquer and to bear–
A way of sure escape provided
From every subtle, secret snare.
Forgetting all the weary failures
The sinful, selfish past has known,
With eyes that look right onward alway,
I will to follow Thee alone.
The storms that gather round my pathway
May hide the next step from my sight,
But faith can walk with God in darkness,
And He will guide that step aright.
author→ Adelaide A. Pollard
composer→ Jonathan Wright
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
tune→ Bellflower
278. Oh! for the Peace
Oh! for the peace of a perfect trust,
My loving God, in Thee:
Unwavering faith that never doubts
Thy choice is best for me.
Best, though my plans be set at naught;
Best, though the way be rough;
Best, though my earthly store be scant–
In Thee I have enough.
Best, though my health and strength be gone,
Though weary days be mine;
Shut out from much that others have:
Not my will, Lord, but Thine.
And e’en though disappointments come,
They, too, are best for me,
To wean me from this changing world
And lead me nearer Thee.
Oh! for the peace of a perfect trust
That looks away from all,
Yet sees Thy hand in everything,
In great events and small.
That hears Thy voice– a father’s voice–
Directing for the best;
Oh! for the peace of a perfect trust–
A heart with Thee at rest.
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author→ Henry Swanepoel
composer→ F. Bruce (1878-1945)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
279. Increase Our Faith
Increase our faith, belovèd Lord,
Release the cords of doubt that bind:
Grant us the vision that can see
The blessèd purpose of Thy mind.
Increase our faith when Satan’s hosts
Against our soul are strong arrayed;
Place in our hands the shield of faith,
That we may face them unafraid.
Increase our faith when fruitless seem
The toiling hours o’er vale and hill;
Teach our discouraged hearts to feel
Thy kindly hand is leading still.
Increase our faith when o’er our hearts
Sorrow and loss their vigil keep;
Draw near and heal the aching wounds,
Thou tender Shepherd of the sheep.
Increase our faith when, night at hand,
Death would return our souls to Thee;
Grant us the faith that understands
Our only hope is Calvary.
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composer→ H. Percy Smith (1825-1898)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Maryton
280. How Sweet the Thought
How sweet the thought– my Father knows,
And plans my path, its joys and woes;
That for each test I needs must face,
He freely gives sufficient grace.
Kept by His power, how sweet to know
His hand will guard from every foe,
And that by faith I now can see
The One who gave Himself for me.
With fears within and foes without,
That saving grace I cannot doubt;
For I have learned in days gone by
That on His strength I can rely.
Whate’er the future days may bring,
Yet to His promises I’ll cling,
That as my all I daily yield,
His Son in me will be revealed.
I long to learn while here below
More of that dying life to show,
That when He calls me over there,
More of His likeness I may bear.
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author→ Charles Morgan
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
281. I Need No Strength but Thine
I need no strength but Thine alone,
Thou great Redeemer, from whose throne
All grace in fullness flows.
In weakness, I can be made strong;
In battle, sing the victor’s song,
My trust in Thee repose.
The arm of flesh dishonours Thee;
And in its self-sufficiency,
The foolish heart deceives;
But he whose hope abides in Thee
Is as the ever-watered tree,
Clothed in both fruit and leaves.
I need no book but Thine own word,
Nor can the thoughts of men afford
A light to be my guide;
For, Lord, Thy holy word of truth,
A lamp to age, a light to youth,
Forever will abide.
For who would turn to cisterns, Lord,
And leave the fountain of Thy word,
Where Christ is all in all?
He is my life and righteousness,
True wisdom and true holiness:
With Him I shall not fall.
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Annand
meter→ 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
tune→ Meribah
282. His Way Is Best
I listen to the Master’s word,
And all my waking heart is stirred;
Midst sin and strife I hear Him say,
“I will return: keep watch and pray.”
His way is best; I follow on,
Just where His bleeding feet have gone;
My one desire, to worthy be
And fill the place prepared for me.
I ponder o’er those words again,
That Christ is coming back to reign
And claim His chosen, faithful bride,
Who in His way and truth abide.
Though most despise God’s lowly way,
Reject His love and go astray,
Within my heart one purpose burns:
To stand approved when He returns.
His love can fully satisfy,
And needed grace He will supply
To keep me in the heavenly race,
Until I see Him face to face.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ A. Lee
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Lacrima
283. Strong in the Strength
Strong in the strength of gentleness, of meekness, faith and love,
I take Thy hand in weakness and press on toward things above;
The Morning Star will be my guide: its lustrous rays I see
Shining along the highway, marking the path for me.
Strong, radiant light assuring, my hope is set in Thee;
The gleam from off the mercy seat must always help me see
The precious things Thou hast in store for yielded lives and true,
Striving to serve the Master, doing what He would do.
Strong in the strength which He supplies, my storehouse is complete;
I feast upon the living bread and drink the water sweet.
My every need He doth supply, secure within the fold;
His promises are ever sure: rare treasures manifold.
How do I prize my calling, since Christ hath made me free?
The hand of time must test me as I journey out to sea.
Mid surges of temptations wild and murmurs of self-will,
Is the Master at the helm? Hear Him whisper “Peace, be still.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Hugh Roberts
composer→ Hugh Roberts
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
284. I Never Can Forget
I never can forget the day
The lowly Saviour came my way
And filled my soul with life divine;
The wealth of heaven now is mine.
I heard the Saviour kindly say,
“If thou wouldst my disciple be,
Take up thy cross and follow me.”
I never can forget the love
That brought the Saviour from above,
Amid earth’s multitudes to see
And set His loving eyes on me.
He brought the heavens nigh to me,
The will of God so plain to see;
His simple truth, so sure and clear,
Was sweetest music to my ear.
I learned to walk in Jesus’ way;
Those feeble steps, with courage true,
Brought fellowship and life anew.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Clarence Anderson and Kenneth Dissmore
composer→ W. S. Weeden (1847-1908)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Hannah
285. Wait on the Lord
Wait on the Lord with confidence and patience;
Wait in your weakness and in darkest hour.
He will renew your strength and you will daily
Prove for yourself how great His love and power.
Wait on the Lord when fierce the battle rages
’Gainst foes that seek to hinder from within,
Or foes without that would destroy and lure us
From God’s control, to darkness and to sin.
Wait on the Lord in fruitfulness and victory
Lest you should be exalted and defiled.
Wait on the Lord that He may keep you humble,
Always sincere and simple as a child.
Wait on the Lord, and trust in all His leadings;
Ask now of Him, and let Him ask of you;
Answer His prayers, and yours He’ll gladly answer;
Be true to Him, to you He will be true.
Wait on the Lord, be of good cheer and courage;
Follow His steps, obey His still, small voice.
Trust in His grace, which is sufficient for you;
Then at the end with Him you will rejoice.
Copyright→ ©
author→ James Wright
composer→ H. P. Main (1838-1925)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
286. An Offering I Would Bring
Dear Lord, an offering I would bring
To Thee, my Prophet, Priest and King;
Though small and mean the gift may be,
:: ’Tis all I have to give to Thee. ::
Accept, I pray,
The life I give to Thee today;
’Tis Thine, ’Tis Thine:
Forever I my claim resign.
Thou, Lord, hast given Thy best for me:
Thou didst not shrink from Calvary,
But drank the bitter cup of woe,
:: That God, Thy Father, I might know. ::
All that I am henceforth shall be
Used in the way that pleaseth Thee;
I mean to lay all at Thy feet:
:: Grant it may be a savour sweet. ::
So use my life, O Lord, I pray,
In seeking those who’ve gone astray,
That joy in heaven may abound,
:: As one by one Thy lambs are found. ::
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mary Mcgregor
composer→ E. O. Excell (1851-1921)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8, 4, 8
287. In Jesus’ Hands
When my heart is heavy-burdened,
And I cannot understand,
What I have no power over
I will leave in Jesus’ hands.
I will leave it all to Jesus,
For I know He understands;
Things in life I cannot alter,
I will leave in Jesus’ hands.
Human minds so often question
What pertains to good or ill,
But the answer is in Jesus:
All is measured by His will.
Every day I look to Jesus–
None so loving, true and kind;
Earthly things so many cherish
Must one day be left behind.
Some day every eye will see Him,
Living, reigning over all;
Every great and mighty nation,
To the Lord will bow and fall.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ M. J. Babbit
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
288. Lead Me to the Rock
O hearken, Lord; incline Thine ear unto me.
In deep distress, O hear my needy cry,
And lead me, Lord, in all my desperation,
Unto the Rock that higher is than I.
In dark despair, there comes this reassurance:
“You have not failed until you’ve failed to try.”
And though I’ve fallen often in the struggle,
I trust the Rock that higher is than I.
To human pride and every selfish passion,
To stubborn will, O help me, Lord, to die;
Deliver me from this cruel, cunning nature,
To find the Rock that higher is than I.
When sorrow comes, and grief is cast upon me,
When I am moved to ask the reason why,
Help me to say, “Lord, who am I to question
The solid Rock that higher is than I?”
When I am tempted in some weaker moment,
Swayed by the crowd, my Master to deny,
O lift me to that place of true conviction,
Upon the Rock that higher is than I.
Copyright→ ©
author→ J. Price
composer→ Mrs. Mary Lou Todd
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
289. Thou Thinkest, Lord, of Me
Amid the trials which I meet,
Amid the thorns that pierce my feet,
One thought remains supremely sweet:
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me;
What need I fear since Thou art near
And thinkest, Lord, of me?
The cares of life come thronging fast,
Upon my soul their shadows cast;
Thy voice assures my heart at last:
Let shadows come, let shadows go,
Let life be bright or dark with woe;
I am content, for this I know:
author→ Edward Mund
composer→ E. S. Lorenz (1889-1942)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
290. All the Way
I will travel on with Jesus;
Other voices bid me stay,
But I cannot bear the parting;
I am going all the way.
All the way! All the way!
What is in the world to charm me?
Why should I my Lord betray?
Precious is His love and friendship;
We will travel on together,
Naught shall tempt my feet to stray;
His compassion fails me never;
Stronger grows the bond of union
As I follow and obey;
There’s no parting from my Saviour;
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7
tune→ Geshem
291. The Heart of My Saviour
The heart of my Saviour is tender,
He knows every step that I take;
He is an unfailing defender
When dangers my soul overtake.
His love and His grace will uphold me
When storm-clouds my soul may appal;
His strong, loving arms will enfold me;
Attentive His ear when I call.
The eyes of my Saviour ne’er slumber:
He sees every child of His fold;
Though scattered afar, few in number,
He guides them with love yet untold.
In wilderness vast and so dreary
Sweet manna fell down from on high,
And for the souls thirsty and weary,
Their strong Rock of Ages was nigh.
The heart of my Saviour is tender:
He gave His own life for His sheep;
To Him all I have I surrender–
My life He is able to keep.
I’ll follow my Saviour unfearing,
My pilgrimage soon will be o’er;
The bright lights of home are appearing
Where I may have rest evermore.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ (Unknown – Tune Name: Allein auf dem Berge)
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
tune→ Allein Auf Dem Berge
292. In Times of Deepest Darkness
In times of deepest darkness,
Of sorrow and distress,
The Lord draws near to chasten,
To comfort and to bless.
His hand outstretched in mercy
Corrects our wandering feet
And draws through mists and shadows
To fellowship more sweet.
How can we fear the future,
When love has planned the way
Which leads o’er hills and valleys
To one eternal day?
E’en death at last is conquered,
The grave has lost its fear,
And all faith sees is heaven
Throw wide its portals here.
So, struggling soul, press onward,
And keep the goal in view;
What God has done in others,
He, too, can do in you.
Fear neither past nor future;
Let love the victory give,
And through eternal ages
Your soul with Christ shall live.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Eustace Radford
composer→ C. D. Urhan (1790-1845)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Rutherford
293. As I Dwell on Things Eternal
As I dwell on things eternal
For which Jesus lived and died,
How it sets my heart a-burning
To be faithful, true and tried!
God forbid that I should glory,
Save in Jesus and His cross,
By His grace accounting all things
In the world but vain and loss.
Earthly sufferings are not worthy
Of a moment’s thought or care,
When compared with all the glory
Which I can with Jesus share.
Some consider earthly honour
And in blindness turn away,
Choosing rather Satan’s bypaths
Than to walk Christ’s lowly way.
Give me grace to never falter,
But, like Jesus, to despise
All the shame and world rejection
And obtain the heavenly prize.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Dora Boole
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Precious Saviour
294. A Life of Overcoming
A life of overcoming,
A life of ceaseless praise:
Be this thy blessèd portion
Throughout the coming days;
The victory was purchased
On Calvary’s cross for thee:
Sin shall not have dominion,
The Son has made thee free.
And wouldst thou know the secret
Of constant victory?
Let in the Overcomer,
And He will conquer thee!
Thy broken spirit, taken
In sweet captivity,
Shall glory in His triumph
And share His victory.
Though all the path before thee
The hosts of darkness fill,
Look to thy Father’s promise
And claim the victory still;
Faith sees the heavenly legions,
Where doubt sees naught but foes,
And through the very conflict
Her life the stronger grows.
More stern will grow the conflict
As nears our King’s return,
And they alone can face it
Who this great lesson learn:
That from them God asks nothing,
But to unlatch the door,
Admitting Him who through them
Will conquer evermore.
author→ Freda Hanbury
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Heber
295. My Refuge and Hope
My refuge and hope are in Jesus,
My comfort in days of distress;
Though weary the wilderness journey,
I know He will nourish and bless.
Though hosts of sin may surround me,
My heart shall not fear, for I know
And onward rejoicing I go.
His own strong right arm will protect me,
Though fiercely the foes may assail;
I trust in the name of my Saviour
And know I shall surely prevail.
His mercy and faithfulness never
Depart from the upright in heart;
And, knowing our frame, He remembers
His Spirit and strength to impart.
He dwells with the meek and the lowly;
His counsel is sweet to their soul;
The heart that is humble and contrite,
The Saviour delights to control.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ P. P. Bilhorn (1861-1936)
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
296. All Through the Storm
My heart is made glad as I walk in the way,
And love lights the path for me day by day;
Thy mercy and truth are my joy and delight,
Though fierce be the storm and though dark the night.
All through the storm, Lord, I see Thy face
Beaming with love and with saving grace;
I’ll go where Thou leadest, for Thou art my Friend,
And I, Lord, am Thine to the journey’s end.
I think of Thy labour, Thy pain and Thy love,
That opened the way to the throne above;
And love true and tender wells up in my soul
And points through the storm to the saved one’s goal.
I know Thy heart yearns o’er the wandering feet
That once walked so firm and then scorned defeat,
But stepped from the path of Thy glory and grace,
And strayed through the storm from the lowly place.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10, 9, 9, 11, 10
297. The Waves Rolled High
The waves rolled high, fierce raged the angry deep;
Danger seemed nigh– the Saviour fast asleep.
His Father’s hand controlled the winds and sea,
And daily led the Man of Galilee.
The tempest raged upon the angry deep.
Amidst the storm the Lord lay fast asleep.
Why should we fear or even doubtful be?
Our Father’s hand controls the wind and sea.
Be of good cheer when storms around you rise,
Should threatening clouds appear in darkening skies.
Our Father’s hand shall guide through storm and sea;
His guarding grace shall lead to victory.
Why should our hearts be filled with anxious fears?
Why should our eyes be dimmed with needless tears?
Or fainting, yield to thoughts of dark despair?
How can we doubt our Father’s tender care?
Then let us tread God’s way with courage true:
All coming days His hand will lead us through.
Mountains will fade and foes before us flee,
If for our God we firm and faithful be.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ R. Crosbie
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
298. Through Good Report
Through good report and evil, Lord,
Still guided by Thy faithful word–
Our staff, our buckler and our sword–
We follow Thee.
With enemies on every side,
We lean on Thee, the Crucified;
Forsaking all on earth beside,
We follow Thee.
O Master, point Thou out the way,
Nor suffer Thou our steps to stray;
Then in that path which leads to Day,
We follow Thee.
Thou hast passed on before our face,
Thy footsteps on the way we trace;
O keep us, aid us, by Thy grace:
We follow Thee.
Whom have we in the heaven above?
Whom on this earth, save Thee, to love?
Still in Thy light we onward move:
We follow Thee.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 4
tune→ Almsgiving
299. Approved of God
Approved of God, what more could we desire?
Oh, may this precious thought our hearts inspire,
That we may gladly yield ourselves to be
A living offering, Lord, approved by Thee.
Approved of God was Jesus, His own Son;
He never failed but, always pressing on,
Finished His course; and when the end had come,
Raised from the dead, He sat upon the throne.
Approved of God, His image I would bear,
Though here on earth His sufferings I must share,
Like men of old who gladly yielded all;
To be approved, they followed at His call.
Approved of God: this blessing I would know;
Honour from men is but a passing show.
Lord, take my heart, and may I always seek
To be like Jesus, faithful, true and meek.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ (Unknown – Tune Name: Old 124th, abridged)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Old l24th (abridged)
300. My Heart’s Deep Need
My heart’s deep need can ne’er be met,
Nor dried the falling tear,
My heart can never comfort get,
Until my Lord draws near.
No cheering word can faith impart,
With hope inspire my soul,
Till by His voice it reach my heart
To heal and make it whole.
No joyful song of praise have I,
My lips no word of cheer
Can give to those who needy cry,
Until my Lord draws near.
My life a desert place would be,
A wilderness so drear,
Except my Lord, He whom I love,
Doth every hour draw near.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ St. Agnes
301. Mid Worldly Temptations
Mid worldly temptations
And trials severe,
O lead us, Lord Jesus,
And teach us Thy fear;
Thou knowest our nature,
So weak and so frail;
O grant us Thy blessing,
And strength to prevail.
Lord Jesus, guide we pray;
Keep us in Thy pathway,
And lead us alway.
O Saviour, we thank Thee
For Thy precious life;
O help us prove worthy
To win in the strife.
We know what it cost Thee
To show us the way
And suffer for sinners
On dark Calvary.
We’re glad Thou didst tell us:
If we faithful live,
Our prize is more precious
Than this world can give.
Above with the Father,
At heaven’s throne of grace,
Is Christ interceding
As we run the race.
author→ Mrs. John Graham
composer→ H. R. Bishop (-1855)
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 11, 6, 6, 5
302. Dear Saviour, Lead Me
Dear Saviour, lead me by Thy hand divine,
Till my life’s close, O keep me ever Thine;
I am a stranger in a hostile land
And need the guidance of Thy loving hand.
Dear Saviour, keep me by Thy side,
For my poor soul would always there abide;
When Thou art very near, Thy presence gives me cheer;
My soul shall know no fear when Thy hand doth guide.
Should sorrow’s dark night o’er my pathway spread
Rough, stony places, where my feet shall tread,
In tender mercy all for me is planned,
That I might know the guidance of Thy hand.
Dear Saviour, lead me, lest my faith should fail,
And over me the power of wrong prevail;
Each rising tempest help me to withstand;
Grant unto me the guidance of Thy hand.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 6, 6, 11
303. Close to Thee
Thou my everlasting portion,
More than friend or life to me;
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with Thee.
Close to Thee, close to Thee,
Close to Thee, close to Thee;
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with Thee.
Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
Nor for fame my prayer shall be;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee.
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee.
Lead me through this vale of shadows;
Bear me o’er life’s fitful sea;
Then the gate of life eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
Then the gate of life eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 8, 7
304. Come, Brothers, On
Come, brothers, on and forward!
With us the Father goes:
He leads us and He guards us,
Through thousands of our foes.
The sweetness and the glory,
The sunlight of His eyes,
Make all the desert places
To bloom as paradise.
Lo, through the pathless midnight
The fiery pillar leads,
And onward goes the Shepherd
Before the flock He feeds;
Unquestioning, unfearing,
The lambs may follow on
In confidence and quiet,
Their eyes on Him alone.
O dare and suffer all things!
Yet but a stretch of road,
Then wondrous words of welcome,
And then the face of God.
The world, how small and empty–
Our eyes have looked on Him;
The mighty Sun has risen,
The taper burneth dim.
We follow in His footsteps;
What if our feet be torn?
Where He has marked the pathway,
All hail the brier and thorn!
Scarce seen, scarce heard, unreckoned,
Despised, defamed, unknown,
Or heard, but by our singing–
On, brothers! ever on!
composer→ Hadyn (1732-1809)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Petition
305. Lo, We Can Tread
Lo, we can tread rejoicing
The pilgrim’s narrow road;
We know the voice that calls us,
We know our faithful God.
Come, brothers, on to glory!
With every face set fast,
On towards the golden towers,
Where we shall rest at last.
It was with voice of singing
We left the land of night,
To pass, to glorious music,
Far onward out of sight.
O brothers, was it sorrow,
Though thousand worlds were lost?
Our eyes have looked on Jesus,
And thus we count the cost.
Oh, bliss, to leave behind us
The fetters of the slave!
To leave ourselves behind us,
The grave clothes and the grave!
To speed, unburdened pilgrims,
Glad, empty-handed, free,
To cross the trackless deserts
And walk upon the sea!
Across the will of nature
Leads on the path of God!
Not where the flesh delighteth,
The feet of Jesus trod.
If now the path be narrow
And steep and rough and lone,
If crags and tangles cross it,
Praise God! we will go on.
composer→ C. D. Urhan (1790-1845)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Rutherford
306. He Waits for Thee
He waits for thee, He waits for thee–
O do not linger on the way;
God longs a Father true to be;
He’ll guide and help you day by day.
Fair are the prospects all ahead,
And good the land He offers free;
The One who all our fathers led
Will lead thee through: He waits for thee.
Would you not seek what Abram had–
The conscious guidance of God’s hand?
As launching forth he knew not where,
He went to seek the promised land.
Fear not the mountain’s rocky slope,
Or e’en the valleys dark below–
This is the path that leads to God;
’Tis sweet each day with Him to go.
Sweet is the story you shall tell
At eventide, when day is done:
“The Lord is faithful, does all well–
Him will I serve, and Him alone.”
Copyright→ ©
author→ Thomas Turner
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
307. I Will Follow My Saviour
I will follow my Saviour o’er life’s darkest way,
And my heart shall not fear as I go;
For His love cannot fail; it is stronger than death:
His own precious word tells me so.
Unchanging my Saviour remains;
My heart shall not fear as I go.
His love cannot fail; it is stronger than death:
Jesus came from the home of His Father on high
To enlighten the world here below,
Showing God’s perfect way, His pure truth and His life:
I am conscious of weakness but strong in His grace;
There is victory when facing the foe.
Jesus is my strong tower and my rock of defence:
I will follow the Lamb wheresoever He leads;
All the prayer of my heart is to know
How to walk in His way, undefiled to the end:
His own precious word tells me how.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ M. D. Mcphail
meter→ 12, 9, 11, 8, 8, 8, 11, 8
308. The Lord’s My Shepherd
The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
:: In pastures green; He leadeth me ::
The quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
:: Within the paths of righteousness, ::
E’en for His own name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill,
:: For Thou art with me, and Thy rod ::
And staff me comfort still.
My table Thou hast furnishèd
In presence of my foes;
:: My head Thou dost with oil anoint, ::
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
:: And in God’s house forevermore ::
My dwelling place shall be.
composer→ John Campbell (1845-1914)
composer_2nd_tune→ David Grant (1833-1893)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
tune→ Orlington
309. How Fresh and Green
How fresh and green the pastures fair
Where the good Shepherd leads His sheep;
The river of God’s pleasure there
Flows on forever, still and deep;
Afar from all the strife and gloom,
He rests with all His flock at noon.
The Shepherd and the sheep rejoice:
How still and sweet those pastures fair;
The desert blooms as paradise,
For God is with His people there.
How sweet the fragrant vale of prayer
Where Jesus loved to watch and pray;
We love to trace His footprints there:
No clouds obscure, no fears dismay;
Our prayers and praise and songs of grace
Like incense fill the holy place.
From all the world, its toil and care,
To watch with Him we turn aside;
Our Shepherd true is waiting there,
And every need will be supplied;
He speaks, how pleasant is His voice!
Our satiated hearts rejoice.
Made meet His sufferings here to share,
Our heavenly gain is earthly loss;
Content if Jesus leads us there,
To labour now and bear the cross
And manifest His life and name,
To all the world His love proclaim.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. Lincoln Hall (1866-1930)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
310. Shepherd of Israel
Shepherd of Israel, keeping Thy sheep–
Never forgetting in slumber or sleep;
Folding them gently when night cometh on,
Going before them at break of the dawn!
Shepherd of Israel, Shepherd of love,
Watching Thy flock from the glory above!
Knowing how weary their wilderness way,
Praying for them– ever living to pray!
Shepherd of Israel, strong is Thine arm,
Shielding Thy flock from each threatening harm,
Gathering the lambs as they falter and fall,
Safe in Thy bosom enfolding them all!
Shepherd of Israel, soon to appear,
Soon to deliver Thy “little flock” here!
Just to behold Thee, their richest reward–
Shepherd of Israel, Jesus their Lord!
author→ Adelaide A. Pollard
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
311. Love Supreme
He found me in a desert land,
A waste and howling wilderness;
His loving heart was pained to see
My lost estate, my helplessness;
“Fear not,” said He, “thy Lord is nigh;
No ransomed soul need ever die.”
Oh, love supreme! Oh, sovereign grace!
Which brought my Saviour from on high
To seek His sheep, and bring them home:
Dear as the apple of God’s eye.
He soothed and bound my bleeding wounds
And bore me gently to the fold;
His tender care dispelled my fear
And filled my soul with joy untold;
Beloved of God forevermore,
My days of banishment are o’er.
I pass my days in sweet content
Within the chambers of the King;
I hear His voice and see His face;
His love inspires the song I sing,
In harmony with heaven above–
One spirit with the God I love.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
312. The Lord My Shepherd Is
The Lord my Shepherd is–
My heart no want can know;
He gently leads me by the hand
Where verdant pastures grow.
He knows my every need,
And safe with Him I go,
In calm and quietness to rest
Where living waters flow.
When wearied with the strife,
My soul He doth restore;
His loving-kindness woos my heart
To love Him more and more.
The path of righteousness
With Him I gladly take.
Why should I stray? He leads the way
E’en for His own name’s sake.
To walk the vale of death
Is sweet, with Jesus near;
His rod and staff they comfort me–
No evil will I fear.
My table He prepares
In presence of the foe;
When His anointing I receive,
My cup doth overflow.
Goodness and mercy shall
Be with me all my days;
Preserved and kept by Him I am
From all the bypath ways.
His presence with me now
Brings joy forevermore,
And through a long eternity
His ways I shall adore.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ John Zundel (1815-1882)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
313. Where All Is Peaceful
Where all is peaceful, calm and still,
I rest beneath His care;
’Tis rest to know and do His will,
His joy and sorrow share.
How sweet is the rest of God,
Safe in the Shepherd’s fold–
To hear His voice and feast upon
The wealth of His love untold.
My life is hid with Christ in God,
Deep hidden in His heart;
I follow in the path He trod–
We nevermore can part.
Amid the surging tides of life,
With Him I onward go;
Amid the turmoil and the strife,
His perfect peace I know.
No more I walk in doubt and fear;
His light and love divine
Assure my heart that He is near,
And tuneful praise is mine.
I know that He will hold my hand
And lead me all the way,
Until at last with Him I stand
In God’s eternal day.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 7
314. O Give Me Rest
My Saviour, Thou hast offered rest;
O give it, then, to me:
The rest of ceasing from myself,
To find my all in Thee.
This cruel self, oh, how it strives
And works within my breast,
To come between Thee and my soul,
And keep me back from rest!
How many subtle forms it takes
Of seeming verity,
As if it were not safe to rest
And venture all on Thee.
O Lord, I seek a holy rest,
A victory over sin;
I seek that Thou alone shouldst reign
O’er all, without, within.
In Thy strong hand I lay me down:
So shall the work be done;
For who can work so wondrously
As Thou, Almighty One?
author→ Eliza H. Hamilton
composer→ H. C. G. Moule (1841-1920)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
315. Dear Saviour, Let Thy Peace
Dear Saviour, let Thy peace descend
Upon this weary heart;
Dark fears and doubts my way attend;
Stretch forth Thine arm, my soul defend;
:: Draw near and take my part. ::
For, Lord, Thou art my hiding place
When earth’s dark shadows fall;
I lift mine eyes to seek Thy face
And there behold such love and grace,
:: Naught can my soul appal. ::
And when I call in my distress
And for Thy mercy plead,
Thou dost not leave me comfortless,
But in Thy loving tenderness
:: Dost meet my heart’s deep need. ::
When, at the close of life’s short day,
My soul doth rise to Thee,
Sorrow and sighing fled away,
I will rejoice to hear Thee say,
:: “Rest now, my child, in me.” ::
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mrs. Lewis S. Chafer
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6
tune→ Spencer
316. Today Is Mine
Today is mine, tomorrow may not be.
How brief this life, how long eternity!
Swiftly and surely sands of time will run–
Finished earth’s day, eternity begun.
The joys of earth– how soon they fade and die!
In vain we seek our souls to satisfy;
We search for peace, and finding naught but pain,
Mirth takes its flight– ’tis but remorse we gain.
Our daily source of peace is Christ alone,
Dwelling within our hearts, upon the throne
To reign as king, His righteous sceptre sway;
“Thy will be done,” then from our hearts we say.
Today is mine to do His righteous will
And self deny, His purpose to fulfil;
Today is mine to find this source of rest:
Doing His will we prove His will is best.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ J. Langrom (1835-1909)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Evensong
317. Sweet Is the Rest
Sweet is the rest that comes with dawn at last,
After the night of dark defeat is past,
And breaks the day: the triumph of Thy will–
Thy purpose in my life, Lord, to fulfil.
This blessèd rest, O Master, give to me,
That I may find my peace, my all in Thee.
Sweet is the rest in bearing of the cross:
Death to a life that brings me only loss;
But from this death a resurrection sure:
A Christ-filled life, acceptable and pure.
Sweet is the rest when after weary toil,
I do not glory in the battle’s spoil.
The victor’s crown, all honours, let them be
To Thee alone who gives the victory.
Sweet is the rest that comes at close of day,
When life departs, the spirit flies away
To be with Thee, the One whom I adore,
And live with Thee and Thine forevermore.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Elinor Kleeb
composer→ Elinor Kleeb
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
318. As You Journey Home
As you journey home with Jesus,
On the heavenly manna fed,
Let your heart go out to others:
With the hungry share your bread.
Break your bread with hand unsparing,
Rich the harvest you shall reap;
Prove your heartfelt love for Jesus:
Feed His lambs and feed His sheep.
Are you bearing fruit for Jesus,
Or a cumberer of the ground?
Those who seek to succour many,
Rich in fruitfulness abound.
“Give, it shall to you be given”–
Prove this golden rule is true.
Well pressed down and running over,
Thus the Lord will give to you.
Let your life be one of service
In the Master’s harvest field,
Sacrificed for Him unsparing;
Rich and sure will be the yield.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Know Shaw (1834-1878)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
319. ’Tis Not in Vain to Yield
’Tis not in vain to yield ourselves each day,
To serve the Lord and all His will obey;
Let us be yielded, always found
Among the ones who in His work abound.
’Tis not in vain: oh, may our hearts retain
This precious thought, And glorify His name
In all we think and say and do,
And to the very end keep pure and true.
’Tis not in vain to die indeed to sin
And be a living offering unto Him;
This is the offering we will bring
To Him who died to save us from death’s sting.
’Tis not in vain to labour on with love,
With heart and mind fixed on the things above;
God ne’er forgets, His eyes behold
The labour of each one within His fold.
’Tis not in vain, though hardness we endure;
For through it all, of blessing we are sure;
And if we finish in the race,
With joy we’ll one day meet Him face to face.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 10, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10
320. I Love My Master
I am a servant, I’m bought with a price;
I would be faithful and true to my trust.
When I consider my Master so kind,
I would be loyal and just.
“I love my Master, I love my Master,”
Plainly I say this today,
“Let my marked ear show the choice I have made:
I’ll be His servant for aye.”
I have a Master whose favour I seek,
One whom I willingly serve day by day;
I am content just to live for His smile–
This does so richly repay.
I do not choose to go free from my Lord;
I will still serve Him through unfeignèd love.
I have found peace in the household of faith,
Heeding His voice from above.
Yes, I’ll say plainly that I love the Lord,
And His commandments– not grievous to me,
For my own good– I will keep to the end,
Never from Him to go free.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ W. S. Martin (1862-1935)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 7
321. Hearts It Is the World Requires
Hearts it is the world requires,
Hearts from doubting free and pure;
Hearts not closed by wrong desires,
But Christ’s footsteps follow sure.
Hearts both brave and filled with courage,
As God’s men of old we see,
And who seek but God to honour,
Love Him, and like Him would be.
Hearts that lift on high the banner,
Where the conflict fierce doth fall,
Not afraid of death or danger;
Hearts that understand God’s call.
Hearts both true and faithful beating,
Who for others’ needs do move;
From all treachery retreating,
Hearts aflame with heavenly love.
Hearts for needy ever searching;
Hearts controlled by Him alone;
Who, though death and anguish facing,
Pray, “Dear Lord, Thy will be done.”
Hearts with love for those who perish,
Tender, warm, for rich and poor;
Lukewarm hearts God cannot cherish
In salvation’s holy war.
Hearts, like Jesus’, yielded wholly,
Counting all of earth but loss;
Hearts that, with His, share, but gladly,
Sorrow, suffering and the cross.
author→ John Lawley
composer→ Ludwig von Beethoven (1770-1827)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
322. Help Me, Lord
Help me, Lord, to be wholehearted
Through this life’s short pilgrimage;
May a true and faithful service
All my ransomed powers engage.
Help me, Lord, to be wholehearted,
Serving Thee with love and zeal,
Pouring out my life like Jesus,
Who did all Thy will reveal.
Daily yielding Thee my all
As a sacrifice well-pleasing,
Till I reach my heavenly goal.
Heark’ning to Thy voice alway,
That I might in turn re-echo
Words of life to those astray.
Every other source is failing:
Naught can satisfaction bring
But a true, wholehearted service
Unto Thee, my Lord and King.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Grant Colfax Tullar (1869-1950)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Vision
323. Youth
Dear Lord, we thank Thee for our youth today
Who know such love for Thy great truth and way,
They close their eyes to earth’s corrupting charms,
Choosing instead Thine everlasting arms.
Dear Saviour, keep them hour by hour
Within the circle of Thy wondrous power,
Doing each thoughtful deed,
Meeting each Kingdom need,
Sowing their lives as seed, to live evermore.
When flesh would rise like giants in their strength,
Defying truth and boasting at great length,
Destroying faith, discouraging the heart,
Defend Thine own, draw near and take their part.
When Satan, whispering with his subtle voice,
Tempts them to be untrue to heaven’s choice,
Grant them the wisdom to avoid his snares;
Help them to know their heavenly Father cares.
Copyright→ ©
author→ R. Middleton
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 6, 6, 11
324. Live for Others
Live for others day by day–
’Tis the true, the better way;
’Tis the way the Son of God,
When on earth, as Saviour trod.
Live for others every day:
Be a blessing while you may,
Ever loving, kind and true,
Jesus-like in all you do.
Live for others, for that One,
Who though God’s belovèd Son,
Yet for others lived and died,
And is crowned, the Crucified.
Live for others, spend, be spent:
’Tis the life the Master meant–
Giving with a lavish hand,
Meeting ever love’s demand.
Live for others, and when death
Shall cut short life’s latest breath,
You with joy shall meet the Lord
And receive a full reward.
author→ R. Mc Naughton
composer→ B. B. Towner (1850-1919)
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
325. Not Unto Men I Labour
Not unto men I labour,
Not unto men I pray,
But in Thy sight, Lord Jesus,
I walk the lowly way;
And unto mine own Master,
I either stand or fall:
What men have said about me–
That will not count at all.
My service is unto Thee, to Thee,
My service is unto Thee;
Through sorrow or pain, through loss or gain,
My service is unto Thee.
Lord, may my steps be ordered
By Thine indwelling love,
True to Thy life’s example,
True to Thy will above;
Though I may walk in shadow
Or in the noonday light,
Let me know rest of spirit
Through living in Thy sight.
I know the heart is sinful–
None dareth trust his own;
’Tis not in man that walketh
To guide his steps alone.
He only doth walk wisely,
Can be assured of right,
Who, with his eyes on Jesus,
Is walking in the light.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. Bruce Evans
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 9, 7, 9, 7
326. When Sore Afflictions
When sore afflictions press my soul,
And darkness gathers o’er my way,
I look above and trust in Him
Who ever leads me night and day.
When gloomy fears possess my heart,
I seek the shelter of His breast;
Where all is peace and joy and light,
In confidence I calmly rest.
What full provision God has made
For those who daily seek His care;
The pure in heart shall see His face,
His ear is open to their prayer.
The race is not unto the swift,
The strong no glories ever win;
The secret of all victory is
Obedience to the Christ within.
Then, fainting not, I press along
The path where He has gone before,
The blood-stained path which leads to God,
To heaven and home forevermore.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
327. He Who Hath Led
He who hath led will lead
All through the wilderness;
He who hath fed will surely feed,
He who hath blessed will bless.
He who hath heard thy cry
Will never close His ear;
He who hath marked thy faintest sigh
Will not forget thy tear.
He who hath made thee whole
Will heal thee day by day;
He who hath spoken to thy soul
Hath many things to say.
He who hath gently taught
Yet more will make thee know;
He who so wondrously hath wrought
Yet greater things will show.
He who hath made thee nigh
Will draw thee nearer still;
He who hath given the first supply
Will satisfy and fill.
He who hath given thee grace
Yet more and more will send;
He who hath set thee in the race
Will speed thee to the end.
He who hath won thy heart
Will keep it true and free;
He who hath shown thee what thou art
Will show Himself to thee.
He who hath bid thee live
And made thy life His own,
Life more abundantly will give
And keep it His alone.
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
328. Ere We Part
Ere we part, to Thee, our Saviour,
We would lift our hearts in praise
For Thy kindness that has kept us
And Thy mercy all our days.
Lord, more firmly to Thine altar
May our sacrifice be bound,
And the savour of our offering,
Pleasing to Thy heart be found.
In the bosom of the future
Wait the tests we cannot see;
Let Thy presence, Lord, be with us,
Giving grace and victory.
In the world, with darkness reigning,
Sound the sighs of dying men;
Lord, we would be lights to help them,
Showing forth Thy love again.
When a brother weary, fainting,
Needs our comfort for the soul,
May Thy law of loving-kindness
In our hearts have full control.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
329. Bind Me in Thy Yoke
Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus;
Draw me with the bands of love,
For I long to labour with Thee,
Christ and Saviour much beloved.
Only thus can I go on:
As I hear Thy voice, obeying,
For my heart to Thee is won.
Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus,
Step by step to walk with Thee;
Living only for Thy will, Lord,
From all bondage sets me free.
Other yoke would heavy be.
Selfish freedoms are but bondage;
In Thy truth is liberty.
Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus,
From the dawning of the day,
With Thy touch of kindness guiding
Till the last step of the way.
Copyright→ ©
author→ H. Savage
composer→ C. F. Witt (1660-1716)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Stuttgart
330. Go, Labour On
Go, labour on, spend and be spent,
Thy joy to do the Father’s will;
It is the way the Master went:
Should not the servant tread it still?
Go, labour on, ’tis not for naught;
Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain;
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not;
The Master praises– what are men?
Men die in darkness at thy side,
Without a hope to cheer the tomb;
Take up the torch and wave it wide,
The torch that lights time’s thickest gloom.
Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray,
Be wise the erring soul to win;
Go forth into the world’s highway,
Compel the wanderer to come in.
composer→ John Hatton (1710-1793)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Duke Street
331. Evermore Consider Jesus
Evermore consider Jesus,
Think upon His faithful life;
This will heal your soul’s deep sorrow,
Nerve your heart to face the strife.
He will never, never fail you–
God’s anointed, chosen One.
Sacrifice and suffer with Him,
Till the crown of life is won.
Sin in every form opposing,
Selfishness on every side,
True in heart, in mind and purpose,
Follow Him, the faithful Guide.
Without spot to God He offered
His pure life in sacrifice,
Gladly gave the whole burnt offering,
Precious in His Father’s eyes.
Live above the gloom and darkness:
Walk in God’s unclouded light.
Hate the world, its sin and folly:
Keep your garments clean and white.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Dora Boole
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Precious Saviour
332. Lord, How Good
Lord, how good, and oh, how pleasant
When Thy people dwell as one,
Bound in bonds of love, uniting
To the Father and the Son.
Bowing lowly in Thy presence,
Grant us now Thy liberty,
And anoint our hearts together
With the oil of unity.
As before Thy throne we worship
And with humble hearts adore,
Wilt Thou, Lord, command the blessing,
Even life forevermore.
Scattered far, yet bound so closely
Through the work that Thou hast done.
May Thy Spirit, Lord, unite us–
Bringing peace no tongue can tell–
As the dew so soft descending
On the hills of Israel.
Hand in hand to face the conflict
Till the crown at last is won:
Love uniting, ever closer,
Hearts as one to seek Thy face,
Overflowing with Thy praises
For the riches of Thy grace.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Glenn Smith
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
333. May They All Be One
“May they all be one, my Father”–
’Twas the Saviour’s tender cry
As He prayed with His disciples
Just before He was to die.
One with His who’ve gone before,
One with His today are we–
One in Him who loves and keeps us,
One for all eternity.
“May they all be one, as we are–
Those whom Thou hast given me.”
Left behind, so few in number,
Witnesses for Him to be.
“May they all be one, my Father,
All who shall believe on me,
Showing men through passing ages
That I have been sent by Thee.”
“May they all be one,” the Saviour
Pleads today for us above,
Longs to see His own united,
Knit together in His love.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
334. Through the Night
Through the night of doubt and sorrow
Onward goes the pilgrim band,
Singing songs of expectation,
Marching to the Promised Land.
Clear before us through the darkness
Gleams and burns the guiding Light;
Brother clasps the hand of brother,
Stepping fearless through the night.
One the light of God’s own presence
O’er His ransomed people shed,
Chasing far the gloom and terror,
Brightening all the path we tread.
One the object of our journey,
One the faith which never tires,
One the earnest looking forward,
One the hope our God inspires.
One the strain that lips of thousands
Lift as from the heart of one;
One the conflict, one the peril,
One the march in God begun.
One the gladness of rejoicing
On the far eternal shore,
Where the one Almighty Father
Reigns in love forevermore.
author→ Bernard S. Ingemann
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ St. Oswald or St. Ambrose
335. No East or West
In Christ there is no east or west,
In Him no south or north;
’Tis one, the Shepherd’s sacred flock,
Though scattered o’er the earth.
In Christ His people everywhere
Their sweet communion find;
In unison, their hearts as one,
God’s tender mercies bind.
As brothers, sisters, of one faith,
Whate’er their tongue or race,
United stand, from bondage free,
True monuments of grace.
Forth from the corners of the earth,
When sounds the clarion call,
The Bride of Christ shall gathered be
To Him, their All in all.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Beatitudo
336. Saviour, Keep Me True
Saviour, keep me true and faithful,
Ever yielding to Thy will,
Daily walking in Thy counsel,
Restful, quiet, calm and still.
Saviour, keep me pure in heart,
Ever faithful, true to Thee;
Teach me all Thy mind and will–
May they be fulfilled in me.
Every foe I mean to conquer,
Since Thy power and grace are mine,
Overcome the wiles of Satan,
Strengthened with Thy life divine.
When I’m tested, tried and tempted,
Keep me under Thy control;
Give Thine own sweet rest and comfort
To my weary, troubled soul.
With a true, unwavering purpose,
In the strength my Lord supplies,
I will face the daily conflict,
Pressing on to gain the prize.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
composer→ F. A. Blackmer
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
337. Counted In
Not to be of the wise or the rich or the great,
The applaudings of men thus to win;
But my heart does aspire with a longing desire,
With the faithful to be counted in.
Counted in with the loyal, the brave and the true,
Counted in with the faithful, with Christ and the few;
Counted in, counted in–
With the faithful to be counted in.
It may not be my part, in the conflict with sin,
In the front ranks of battle to fight;
But unhonoured, unknown, where He wants me alone,
I can faithfully stand for the right.
Satisfied if I know that my Lord is content
With the service I render each day,
I will stand at my post, where He needs me the most,
And will follow where He leads the way.
author→ Mrs. C. H. Morris
meter→ 12, 9, 12, 9, 12, 12, 6, 9
338. Loose Not Thine Hold
Loose not thine hold, O soul, so weary, worn,
Loose not thine hold.
Cling fast, the night must come before the morn;
The path is steep, and it is filled with fear:
Lift up thine eyes, for Christ Himself is near.
He knows the way; His steps were marked with tears:
Consider Him; His heart knows all thy fears:
Though all is dark, and hope and friends are gone,
No ray of light, yet thou must still cling on.
O soul, be brave– no price too great to pay:
For there will come the breaking of the day:
Our life, at best, a few short years will tell;
Hold fast– to fail, for thee means death and hell.
When life seems bright, and all is well with thee,
Oft danger lurks that we may fail to see:
Though dark our path, or be it bright as day,
We need His grace for each step of the way.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mrs. Reid Smith
composer→ C. H. Purday (1799-1885)
meter→ 10, 4, 10, 4, 10, 10
tune→ Sandon
339. Steady and True
The past with its victories and failures has flown;
With joy and with weeping much seed has been sown;
While most reap with anguish, there’ll not be a moan
From the souls who keep steady and true.
To finish with honour the work we’ve begun,
Means do for His sake all we do;
We’ll reap golden sheaves, when our sowing is done,
If we always keep steady and true.
It helps us to know as we fight the good fight,
And comrades succumb to the foe’s awful might,
That Christ intercedes now by day and by night
For the souls who keep steady and true.
There’s constant renewing for all who will pray;
There’s balm for each wound and relief for dismay;
For wisdom and grace are bestowed every day
On the souls who keep steady and true.
If, true to our calling, we face the world’s frown,
We’ll have no regrets when the sun goeth down;
For then we’ll receive the long-coveted crown,
The reward of the steady and true.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 11, 11, 11, 9, 11, 9, 11, 9
340. Let Not My Soul
Let not my soul be filled with needless sorrow
When darkness gathers o’er my pilgrim way;
The One who cares today will care tomorrow;
His mighty hand will be my strength and stay.
In Thee, O Lord, my soul will trust today;
Help me to trust Thee alway.
Bind Thou my life, O Lord, unto Thine altar;
There I have laid my all at Thy request;
Grant, Lord, that I may never shrink nor falter,
But yield each day to Thee my very best.
Let not my hope in Christ be ever shaken,
But as an anchor firm and sure remain;
The trump shall sound, the dead in Christ shall waken,
To be with Him when He shall come again.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Robert Marshall
composer→ Mlle. S. Zuberbuhler (1839-1893)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10, 10, 7
tune→ Veglia al Mattino
341. In the Shadow of the Highest
In the shadow of the Highest is a refuge from all fear,
Where the comfort of His presence drives away each troubled tear;
For when trials press the hardest, God’s own Son draws very near
To His patient, loyal bearers of the cross.
Does the Master’s plea for constancy find echo in thy heart?
Art thou pained to see His kingdom suffer loss?
Throw thy soul into the conflict; do thy faithful, honest part,
As a patient, loyal bearer of the cross.
Ages have not dimmed the record of the souls who did their best–
Toiling, praying, sacrificing, bravely meeting every test.
And we have their simple message, though they’ve entered into rest–
God’s own patient, loyal bearers of the cross.
We can find these souls of greatness where the walls are weak and low,
Where the burden is the greatest and the tears most often flow.
And though worn and tried and tested, heaven’s beacons always glow
In the patient, loyal bearers of the cross.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 11, 9, 6, 11, 8, 7, 11
342. I Would Be True
I would be true because my Father trusts me
With many precious things and treasures rare.
Oh, may I not betray the trust that’s given,
But faithful be and steady in His care.
I would be true for there are those who trust me,
Who are His blood-bought ones, His faithful band.
O help me, Lord, that I may never fail them,
But, for the truth, fear not to take my stand.
I would be true because of those who trust me,
Who are outside the fold and hopeless roam;
For if some day they long to know the Saviour,
Oh, may they find the way to heaven and home.
I would be true to all He has committed
Unto my trust, whatever that may be.
And may I never, never disappoint Him
Until the day His glorious face I see.
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author→ J. Price
composer→ J. Price
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
343. Never Let Your Courage Falter
Never let your courage falter
As you do the right,
For the Lord will safely lead you
Through the darkest night.
Many foes may rise to hinder;
They shall rise to fall.
Those who cleave to God will prosper
And will conquer all.
Never let your courage falter;
Always faithful be.
Bind me, Lord, unto Thine altar:
Ever Thine I’ll be.
Never let your heart grow weary,
Should the way seem long;
Sow in hope and you will surely
Sing the reaper’s song.
There’s no promise God has given
But He will fulfil;
So, with unfeigned faith and patience
Let us do His will.
Never let your eyes look backward
In the heavenly strife;
Ever keep your face set forward
In the path of life.
Though at times the goal seems distant,
Very far away,
Soon will pass the light affliction,
Soon come endless day.
Never let your hands be idle:
There is much to do.
Hear God’s urgent call to service;
Labourers are few.
Paths of usefulness surround you–
Need for every hand;
All our talents and our efforts
Ripened fields demand.
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author→ John Martin
meter→ 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
344. Leave Me Not Alone
Dear Saviour, leave me not alone,
Hold Thou my hand within Thine own;
The shadow of Thy wings sublime
Protects, assures me I am Thine–
That I am not mine own.
I love to feel Thy presence near,
Dispelling all my doubt and fear,
To hear Thy voice within my soul,
Inspiring me to reach the goal,
Imparting words of cheer.
O Guardian of my soul so nigh,
Each passing hour stay Thou nearby;
Night shades may settle o’er my way–
With Thee I do not fear the fray
Nor dread the battle cry.
How sweet Thy gentle touch divine,
Upon Thy bosom to recline,
To taste the joys of heaven above,
Abide each day within Thy love;
Dear Saviour, I am Thine.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ A. L. Peace (1844-1912)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 6
tune→ St. Margaret
345. I Will Journey All the Way
I will journey all the way with my Redeemer;
In love He sought and found me when astray;
He blotted out my guilty past forever
And placed my feet within the narrow way.
There’s no other friend to me like my Redeemer;
I will journey on with Him unto the end.
There is naught in heaven or earth can separate me
From Him who is my everlasting friend.
There is no friend with Him that can compare;
For me He laid aside His Father’s glory,
That I with Him eternal joys might share.
He loves me with a pure, unchanging love;
His righteousness and grace will make me worthy
To share with Him the Father’s home above.
I will journey all the way with my Redeemer,
Though others turn aside, their Lord betray.
His beauty far outshines their earthly treasure;
His love will bear me on till close of day.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 12, 10, 11, 10, 12, 11, 12, 10
346. I Cannot Now Go Back
Thy vows are binding, Lord, on me;
My heart is purposed I will be
A living sacrifice for Thee;
I cannot now go back.
I cannot now go back,
Thou, Lord, hast heard the vows I made;
I follow at my Saviour’s call;
My first and best, I yield it all
And give my talents great or small;
I long to live for Him alone:
My life is His, my heart His throne.
Why should I rob Him of His own?
I forward press to gain the prize,
Strong in the grace my Lord supplies;
Though daily I must sacrifice,
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ C. Booth-Clibborn
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
347. Once We Were Wandering
Once we were wandering far from God
And destitute of hope in Him;
We came to Him, He shed abroad
A living, lasting hope within.
Our hope and confidence today
Are deeply rooted in the Lord;
He’ll guide us safely all the way
And bless, according to His word.
Since first we learned to hope in Him,
We’ve proved His wisdom, love and grace,
Enabling us to conquer sin,
Which once controlled, and hid His face.
Today increasing tests we face,
And some may fail to firmly stand,
But all can find sufficient grace
From Him: He saves with mighty hand.
Our thoughts of days that lie ahead
Are clothed with living hope in Him,
Who loved us so, His blood He shed
That we might be set free from sin.
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composer→ Charles Reeves
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
348. Seeking for a Better Country
Seeking for a better country,
Pilgrims, we are marching on;
God is calling, we will follow
Where the Master’s feet have gone.
Called of God to follow Jesus
And His footsteps daily trace–
Love divine, so pure and changeless,
Speeds us on to run the race.
Oft the desert way is dreary,
But our hearts rejoice to know
Jesus leads, He knows the pathway;
Joyfully with Him we go.
We must share in His rejection,
Daily face the battle’s strife;
Fellowship with Him in suffering
Brings the resurrection life.
We shall bear our Master’s image:
Let this thought possess our soul,
All our life, at His disposal,
Onward pressing to the goal.
Suffering must precede the glory,
But we know His will is best;
After toil and tribulation,
Comes the joy of home and rest.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
349. My Pilgrim Way
Dear Lord, when o’er my pilgrim way
The darkened clouds hang low,
There stands reflected in the rain
Thy promise in the bow.
And so, within this heart of mine,
Although I may not see,
I know that there behind the clouds
Is One who cares for me.
And though my heart be weary, worn,
And though the way be long,
Still I may journey on with Thee
And sing the victor’s song.
For Thou, my Lord and Saviour true,
Dost hear my faintest sigh,
And all the riches of Thy grace
My every need supply.
Though Satan often may assail,
Though failure I may meet,
And sometimes in my heart I hear
The whispers of defeat,
Still I will journey on with Thee,
My hand held safe in Thine;
For nothing, Lord, can separate
From Thy great love divine.
And so along this homeward road
I know that Thou wilt guide,
And future days shall hold no fear
If Thou art by my side,
Until one day with boundless joy,
Thy wondrous face I see:
My blessèd, risen, living Lord,
Who died on Calvary.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ W. M. Huntley
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
350. Just Cling
When glad is thine heart and the sky is clear,
And hope lends her strength to thy soul,
When victory is thine, and the Lord is near,
And clearer thou seest the goal,
Just cling to the hand of God’s dear Son
No matter where He leads,
And mark the path till the journey’s done
With pure and Christ-like deeds.
When pained is thine heart, and the clouds hang low,
When weary thy faltering feet,
When tear-dimmed thine eyes as the seed you sow,
And all thou canst see is defeat,
Thy struggle will end at the dawn of day,
And thou shalt be glad for each test
That helped thee to value the lowly way
And gained for thy soul God’s best.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 10, 8, 10, 8, 9, 6, 9, 6
351. God in Heaven
God in heaven has a treasure,
Riches none may count or tell,
Has a deep, eternal pleasure:
Christ, the Son He loves so well.
God has here on earth a treasure–
None but He its price may know–
Deep, unfathomable pleasure:
Christ revealed in saints below.
Thus, through earthen vessels only,
Shining forth in ceaseless grace,
Reaching weary hearts and lonely,
Beams the light of Jesus’ face–
Vessels worthless, broken, bearing
Through the hungry ages on,
Riches given with hand unsparing:
God’s great gift, His precious Son.
Thus, though worn and tried and tempted,
Glorious calling, saint, is thine;
Let the Lord but find thee emptied,
To be filled with love divine.
Vessels of the world’s despising,
Vessels weak and poor and base,
Bearing wealth, God’s heart is prizing:
Glory from Christ’s blessèd face.
Oh, to be but emptier, lowlier,
Meek, unnoticed and unknown,
And to God a vessel holier,
Filled with Christ and Christ alone;
Naught of earth to cloud the glory,
Naught of self the light to dim,
Telling forth His wondrous story:
Emptied– to be filled with Him.
author→ Paulus Gerhardt
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
352. I’ve Vowed to Be True
I’ve vowed to be true to the Saviour,
I’ve promised to serve Him for aye:
My heart would be true to that purpose,
Whatever may cross o’er my way.
I have spoken the word of surrender;
My Lord has the covenant sealed.
No longer I live for earth’s pleasures;
My life to His service I yield.
I’ll follow with Him all the way.
His love and approval I cherish;
What matters the price I must pay?
I’ve vowed to be true to the Saviour;
My Lord I would choose as my friend.
To Him I will cling through the shadows,
With Him pass death’s vale at the end.
I’ve vowed to be true and to change not,
What though it mean conflict and pain;
Far dearer would death be with Jesus
Than earth with its pleasure so vain.
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composer→ S. D. Goodale
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
353. Mine the Privilege
God a body has prepared me–
He in it desires to dwell;
I will yield, I cannot longer
His unequalled love repel.
Mine the privilege to labour
With the lowly Nazarene;
Mine to climb the heights where others
Through their faithfulness have been.
I’ve surrendered all to Jesus;
I delight to do His will,
Anxious all His own good pleasure
In my life He may fulfil.
I am purposed naught shall hinder–
God shall have my very best;
How to gain His loving favour:
This my eager, earnest quest.
Mine to share in His rejection,
Mine to suffer for His sake,
Mine to bear the cross with patience,
Mine His glory to partake.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Maud Anita Hart
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
354. ’Tis Not in Vain
’Tis not in vain the foe to face,
The narrow way of life to take,
To victors be o’er self and sin,
Spend and be spent for Christ’s dear sake;
To face the lonely days and years,
Strong in the strength which He can give;
From corn of wheat learn how to die,
That Christ again in us may live.
’Tis not in vain to learn to pray,
To honour Him though others sneer,
To do His will from day to day,
For then we feel His presence near.
E’en though the path lies dark ahead–
We cannot see His blessèd face–
Constrained by love, we follow on
And trust Him where we cannot trace.
’Tis not in vain: those gone before
Who died in faith, this truth have proved;
They fought the battle to the last,
Sufficient found His grace and love.
’Tis not in vain, we, too, shall know,
That day when we surround the throne,
When Christ, before His Father’s face,
Shall call and claim us as His own.
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author→ Mrs. Reid Smith
composer→ A. H. Mann (1850-1930)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Stanley
355. Jesus Lives in Me
As I think of my Saviour,
God’s holy, spotless Son,
Of His great love and mercy,
And all that He has done,
It fills my heart with longing,
While in this world below,
To yield my life in service
To Him who loved me so.
I will henceforth seek to live for Jesus;
Help me, Lord, a witness true to be.
May my daily walk and words and actions
Prove to all that Jesus lives in me.
I know the path is thorny
That Jesus trod down here,
The lowly Man of Sorrows,
Who faced earth’s scorn and sneer;
It calls for self-denial
And bearing of the cross;
To be a true disciple
Means earthly pain and loss.
My heart shall be His temple,
And as He dwells within,
He’ll keep me pure and spotless,
Though compassed round with sin.
My members all, if yielded,
He’ll use in His employ:
The thought of such an honour
Fills all my heart with joy.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ E. E. Satterly
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 10, 9, 10, 9
356. How Blessèd Are the Undefiled
How blessèd are the undefiled
Amid sin’s waste and barren land,
Who walk God’s lowly way of life,
Led by a loving Father’s hand.
By precious blood made nigh to God,
They follow where the Master trod.
How blessèd are the undefiled,
Who love His holy will and way;
Wholeheartedly they walk therein,
Their Father, God, their strength and stay.
How blessèd are the undefiled,
Who will not be enticed aside;
With eyes anointed they behold
And walk with Jesus crucified.
And pure in heart, who see His face;
With love unfeigned they worship Him,
Rejoicing in His truth and grace.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ F. Mendelssohn (1809-1847)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ St. Catherine
357. Fret Not Thy Soul
Fret not thy soul– be true to Jesus,
Though thorns thy daily path bestrew;
Someday thy heart, forgetting sorrow,
Shall see His face, thy Bridegroom true.
Be true today, let not tomorrow
With anxious fears becloud thy soul.
Be true today, fret not nor sorrow;
Thy cares upon the Saviour roll.
Fret not thy soul– through times of darkness,
No cheering light illumes the way;
Thine eyes shall see heaven’s sun unclouded,
The dawn of God’s eternal day.
Fret not thy soul– but walk with Jesus,
And feast on His unchanging love;
On earth rejected, but in glory,
Our home shall be with Him above.
Fret not thy soul– Jesus is coming!
Our years of waiting will be past;
Our eyes shall see Him in His beauty,
And righteousness shall reign at last.
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composer→ A. H. Ackley
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
358. My Heart Has One Desire
My heart has one desire today:
To do my heavenly Father’s will
And never from the Shepherd stray,
But in His hands be restful, still.
His will I purpose now to do
And yield my life to His control;
His hand will guide and keep me true
Till I have safely reached the goal.
The path that Jesus trod for me,
That life eternal might be mine,
I’ll seek to follow joyfully
And all my will to Him resign.
Why should I spend my strength for naught,
For things which only fade and die?
The Son of God my life has bought,
And He alone can satisfy.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
359. So Strange It Seems
So strange it seems and wondrous
What Thou hast done for me:
My course in life is altered
Since I have met with Thee.
For on my way to heaven
Thou, Lord, my feet hast set,
And whispered, “Leave earth’s pleasures–
They’ll only bring regret.”
Help me to keep on going
With heart and purpose true,
Earth’s fading joys receding,
And heaven’s reward in view.
The world and flesh and devil
All try to hinder me
And show me what I’m missing
As I go on with Thee;
But Thou to me hast opened
A better, grander view:
A crown in heaven awaiting
Thy chosen, faithful few.
O keep mine eyes anointed
God’s best each day to see;
May earth’s vain, empty pleasures
Have no power over me.
When Satan tries to hinder,
And doubt fills me with fear,
Oh, may my heart keep listening
Thy still, small voice to hear.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
360. I Have Overcome
“I have overcome the world,”
Hear the words of Jesus.
Daily walking in the truth
From all bondage frees us.
I will walk in the truth;
Naught from Christ can sever.
Loved with love as strong as death,
I am His forever.
Trusting in the Saviour’s blood,
Darkest clouds are riven,
All my sins are washed away,
All the past forgiven.
Love divine will bear me through
Days of tribulation,
Singing songs of joy and praise
For His great salvation.
Growing in His truth and grace,
Sweet the gospel story;
Those who love Him to the end,
They shall share His glory.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Near the Cross
361. When First We Heard
When first we heard the message
And yielded up our all,
Set forth to meet the Bridegroom,
Naught could our soul appal;
But after years of waiting,
As tests and trials abound,
Among the wise or foolish,
Oh, where shall we be found?
Rise, trim your lamps, be ready;
Dark night will soon be past.
The Bridegroom must be nearing;
Hold fast, till then hold fast.
As shades of night encircle,
Has faith given way to fear?
Or through the darkness gleaming,
Does hope our spirits cheer?
Some by our side are sleeping,
Have loosed their precious hold;
Iniquity’s abounding;
Shall our love, too, grow cold?
Though others may prove faithless,
Keep true, ’tis not in vain;
Faith, hope and love abiding,
Will firm till death remain.
With steadfast mind and purpose,
Abiding in His will,
Through lonely midnight watches
Keep watching, waiting still.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ D. B. Towner (1850-1919)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
tune→ Wondrous Sight
362. Longings
I long to know Thee better day by day;
I want to draw much closer when I pray,
To listen more intently for Thy voice,
To let the things Thou choosest be my choice.
I long to serve Thee better hour by hour,
Depending more entirely on Thy power;
I want to know more fully all Thy will,
To count upon each promise and be still.
I long to keep more closely at Thy side,
To worship in Thy presence and abide;
I want to rest more calmly in Thy care,
Assured that Thou wilt keep me safely there.
I long to find new beauties in Thy word,
To follow in the footsteps of my Lord;
And, oh, the greatest longing, through Thy grace,
Is that mine eyes may see Thee face to face.
author→ Ada R. Habershon
composer→ Old 124Th (Abridged)
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
tune→ Old 124th (abridged)
363. Jesus Trod the Pathway
Jesus trod the pathway leading unto God’s right hand;
You can trace His footsteps daily to the better land;
It is building on the Rock and not upon the sand–
Hearing and obeying Christ the Saviour.
I will follow Thee, my Lord, and Thy sweet will obey,
Gladly yielding Thee my best and all from day to day;
For Thou wilt give the needed grace to go on all the way–
I will do my best for Thee, my Saviour.
Jesus poured His life out as a living sacrifice,
Bore the cross in meekness and the shame He did despise,
Having fellowship with God, with world no compromise–
Doing that which always pleased the Father.
We must set our face like flint to go on all the way,
Though the world may sneer and scoff and hinder every day;
Jesus keeps His faithful ones, and they will hear Him say,
“You have done your best for Christ your Saviour.”
composer→ F. S. Fearis
meter→ 13, 13, 13, 10, 13, 13, 14, 10
364. Let Us Consider Jesus
Let us consider Jesus,
Who was tempted sore and tried–
The pure and precious Lamb of God
For us was crucified.
Let us be true like Jesus,
And never turn aside;
With a faithful heart and purpose true,
Let us in Him abide.
Though lone the desert pathway,
’Tis God who leads us there
To prove our hearts and show to us
His daily love and care.
The path is full of danger,
So let us watch and pray
As Jesus did that lonely night
In dark Gethsemane.
The promised land is nearing;
Oh, shall we enter in,
Or perish in the wilderness,
Destroyed by self and sin?
Copyright→ ©
composer→ A. M. Kelly
meter→ 7, 7, 8, 6, 7, 6, 9, 6
365. Approved and Faithful
Loved of God, approved and chosen–
Sweet this thought to contrite heart–
Words that nerve my faint endeavour,
Spur me on to do my part.
Oh! to be approved and faithful!
Oh! to win His smile each day!
This, O Lord, be my ambition
Now and all along the way.
Sweet remembrance of the time when
First I knew His peace and smile
Gives my heart true rest and comfort,
Drives away what would defile.
In the home life His approval
Makes poor cot a palace fair,
Brings each day the heavenly sunlight;
This, because my Lord is there.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Thomas M. Turner
composer→ J.B.O. Clemm
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Reapers
366. Pressing On
Evermore pressing on with the Saviour,
Never ceasing to labour and pray,
You will soon reach the end of the journey;
Do not weary or faint by the way.
Pressing on, pressing on,
Evermore seek to labour and pray;
Keep your heart and your life
On the altar of service alway.
Evermore pressing on, do not linger;
See, the shadows are falling around;
With the Saviour no evil can harm you,
Though the pitfalls and snares may abound.
Evermore pressing on in the footsteps
Of the Master who journeyed before
And the faithful who now share His glory,
Where they hunger and thirst nevermore.
Evermore seek the friendship of Jesus,
All your life’s little day here below;
In the glory and rest He is waiting–
Let your praises unceasingly flow.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 10, 9, 10, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9
367. Hold Fast
Hold fast thy confidence;
Lay not thine armour down.
Let neither moth nor rust destroy,
And no man take thy crown.
Hold fast eternal life;
His promises are true.
If we will firm and steadfast stand,
With strength He will renew.
Hold fast, hold fast to what thou hast attained;
Lay not thine armour down.
Hold fast, and be thou faithful unto death;
Let no man take thy crown.
Stand fast when tested sore,
Though keener grows the fight;
Thy Leader true has gone before:
Stand by His Spirit’s might.
Our comrades have been tried
And constant hardships met;
Our God can ne’er unrighteous be
Our labour to forget.
Steadfast in heart and mind,
Come, let us follow on;
Fear not the foe; take courage new,
Till victory is won.
Thy Saviour’s name hold fast;
Ne’er shun the cross or pain.
Have confidence and hope in God:
Enduring, we shall reign.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Blanche Chappell
composer→ Ira B. Wilson (1880-1950)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6, 10, 6, 10, 6
368. I Am Satisfied Indeed
Once I wandered on in darkness,
Knowing naught of Jesus’ care,
Till I heard the glorious message;
Now heaven’s peace and joy I share.
Satisfied, satisfied,
I am satisfied indeed.
Now His Spirit gently leads me,
And He meets my heart’s deep need.
I have given Him the lordship
Of my heart and life for aye;
Naught from Him my soul can sever–
He’s my Life, my Truth, my Way.
I have proved His saving power,
And I know He’ll always be
True and faithful, never changing,
Giving life and liberty.
I am satisfied in Jesus,
From the chains of sin set free;
And each day I long to follow
Him who gave His life for me.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Winnie Adams
composer→ A. J. Showalter (1858-1924)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 8, 7
369. Where Others Conquered
Where others conquered we can win;
As others fought we, too, can fight.
All enemies, the host of sin,
We, by God’s power, can put to flight.
God’s armour waits for us to wear:
The shield and breastplate are at hand.
No dart can harm: we’re in His care
And able in His strength to stand.
New hope springs up; we stronger grow,
For brothers, sisters in the past
Have bravely faced the fiercest foe
And pressed the battle to the last.
God’s mighty power is on our side;
For us His grace and wisdom are.
We will in Christ our Lord abide
And spread His glorious name afar.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Thomas M. Turner
composer→ W. S. Nickel
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Canaan’s Land
370. Till Breaking of the Day
Lord, grant Thy people grace
The hosts of sin to face
And calmly fill their place
Till breaking of the day.
Lord, help Thy servants keep
Watch through the darkness deep,
That they may seek Thy sheep
May we united stand,
Hand clasped in loving hand,
Thy faithful, loyal band
Regard our low estate;
Our need of Thee is great
As we in patience wait
The breaking of the day.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ J. M. Duncan
meter→ 6, 6, 6, 6
tune→ Darak
371. My Life Is Hid
Preserved within that sure retreat;
Though Satan rage against my soul,
I worship at my Saviour’s feet.
No foes can reach that secret place
Where hides my soul safe in His care;
His presence, like a wall of fire,
Is round about me everywhere.
The fiery darts which Satan hurls,
Temptations painful and severe,
No more my trembling soul appal:
I know the Lord of Hosts is near.
Though fierce the conflict here below,
With hosts of sin by Satan led,
The God of Truth will favour me
And bruise the fiery serpent’s head.
I rest in God’s unchanging love;
His peace now reigns within my heart;
Obedient to the Spirit’s voice,
I daily choose the better part.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
372. May the Lord Depend on You?
In the warfare we are waging
For the truth and for the right,
When the conflict fierce is raging
With the powers of the night,
God needs workers brave and true;
May He, then, depend on you?
May the Lord depend on you?
Loyalty is but His due:
Say, O spirit brave and true,
That He may depend on you.
Shall we, then, go forth as soldiers,
Fighting in the Saviour’s might,
’Gainst the powers of sin and darkness,
’Gainst the legions of the night?
God requires the brave and true;
May He, then, depend on you?
From His throne the Father sees us;
This should help us to prevail;
For our leader true is Jesus,
And we shall not, cannot fail.
Triumph crowns the brave and true;
author→ W. C. Martin
composer→ Ira B. Wilson (1880-1950)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
373. Clad in Your Armour
Clad in your armour, firmly you stand,
Loins girt with truth at your Leader’s command;
Forth to the conflict, led by His hand,
Onward to victory go!
Watching, praying, never quit the field!
Prayer prevailing, do not faint, nor yield;
Christ is your leader, faith is your shield–
Faith in the living God.
Sound in His statutes– truth must prevail–
Heart right and willing, you will not fail;
Feet shod and ready when foes assail,
Safe with your helmet, humble in mind,
Christ-like, obedient, self far behind;
God’s sword and spirit nothing can bind,
Clad in your armour, whole and complete,
All prayer prevailing, who can defeat?
Faithful to Jesus, never retreat,
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ G. F. Root (1820-1895)
meter→ 9, 9, 9, 6, 9, 9, 9, 6
tune→ Invitation
374. Stronger Than the Strong
The path, though steep and narrow,
My weary feet must tread;
I will not grieve nor murmur–
My Lord is just ahead.
Though sin is raging round me,
And I must face the foe,
My hope and shield is Jesus,
And so I onward go.
Stronger than the strong is He,
Strong to give the victory.
He is interceding,
With the Father pleading;
Stronger than the strong is He.
Amid the storm and tempest,
I hear His voice so sweet;
He speaks my soul to comfort
And stay my wavering feet.
His hand is good upon me,
And I rejoice to know
That Jesus is my leader,
And so I onward go.
Though great the tribulation,
Exceeding great the prize;
The glory is eternal
With joy that never dies.
I have His presence with me
Amid earth’s pain and woe;
He is my consolation,
And so I onward go.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 6, 6, 7
375. In Every Part
In every part the battle rages on,
All through the night until the break of dawn.
Be of good courage: Christ the Lord shall come;
Till then, be strong, be strong!
In every life, a conflict fierce and keen;
At every gate, an ambushed foe unseen.
Each Canaan has its Jordan yet between–
Until the Master comes.
Be not afraid– the Overcomer stands
With help and courage in His outstretched hands.
He who has led, forever understands;
For His dear sake, be strong!
Fight on– but once the battle rests with thee,
Then thou shalt rest for all eternity.
To hang thy shield of faith in victory,
O soldier brave, fight on!
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meter→ 10, 10, 10, 6
376. Be Ye Immovable
Be ye immovable, steadfast in heart–
Strength for the conflict the Lord will impart.
Great is His faithfulness; He cannot fail.
:: Keep on pursuing; His arm will prevail. ::
Faint, yet pursuing, own no defeat;
Faint, yet pursuing, never retreat.
Jesus is anxiously watching the fray:
Keep on pursuing till close of the day.
Be ye immovable facing the foe–
Courage and wisdom the Lord will bestow.
War a good warfare, and cease not to fight,
:: Strong in the Lord and the power of His might. ::
Be ye immovable, quit not the field–
Trust in the Lord, and our foes then must yield.
Press on to conquer, and never gainsay,
:: Steadfastly minded to go all the way. ::
Be ye immovable, firm to the end–
Patient endurance the Lord will extend.
Tender, compassionate, heart full of love,
:: Faithful the One interceding above. ::
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 9, 9, 10, 10
377. How Real to Know
How real to know the mighty power of Jesus,
To let Him reign supreme o’er all within,
To live our days on earth as days in heaven,
To hear the Saviour say at last “Well done.”
Be true and faithful: His mercy’s sure,
His grace sufficient forever will endure.
How real to bear the cross and follow Jesus,
To share a little of His shame down here:
Misunderstood, rejected like the Master,
Like Him a stranger with the worldling’s sneer.
He knows the tests that lie across life’s pathway,
In love and meekness all His trials bore;
He overcame, now pleads for us in glory;
O help us, Lord, to love Thee more and more.
Our best is wholly give ourselves to Jesus,
To spend our days, our health, our life for Him,
To live the truth throughout the daily home life:
A light, a help, some precious soul to win.
composer→ H. Smart (1813-1879)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10, 9, 11
378. In All My Vast Concerns
In all my vast concerns with Thee,
In vain my soul would try
To shun Thy presence, Lord, or flee
The notice of Thine eye.
Thine all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,
My public walks, my private ways,
The secrets of my breast.
My thoughts lie open to Thee, Lord,
Before they’re formed within;
And, ere my lips pronounce the word,
Thou knowest the sense I mean.
Oh, wondrous knowledge, deep and high!
Where can a creature hide?
Within Thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every side.
So let Thy grace surround me still
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.
composer→ A. Patton (1853)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Meditation
379. Search Me, O God
Search me, O God! my actions try,
And let my life appear
As seen by Thine all-searching eye;
To mine, my ways make clear.
Search all my thoughts, the secret springs,
The motives that control,
The chambers where polluted things
Hold empire o’er the soul.
Search till Thy fiery glance has cast
Its holy light through all,
And I, by grace, am brought at last
Before Thy face to fall.
Thus prostrate, I shall learn of Thee
What now I feebly prove:
That God alone, in Christ, can be
Unutterable love!
author→ Francis Bottome
composer→ Asa Hull
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Abney
380. Search Me, O Lord
Search me, O Lord, and know my inmost heart;
Let Thy pure light now penetrate each part.
I would be pure, my spirit would be free
To love and serve in harmony with Thee.
Search me, O Lord, and try this heart of mine;
Search me and prove if I indeed am Thine.
Test by Thy word, that never changed can be,
My strength of hope and living faith in Thee.
Search me, O Lord, my thoughts in mercy try;
Let naught escape Thine all-discerning eye.
Know every thought, then help me graciously
To fix my mind and will to honour Thee.
Search me, O Lord, and from the dross of sin
Refine as gold, and keep me pure within.
Search Thou my ways, whose springs Thine eye can see;
From secret faults, O Saviour, cleanse Thou me.
Search me, O Lord, and in Thy mercy lead
My feet to walk, and let me take good heed
That I may hear Thy voice, obey and see
The everlasting way that leads to Thee.
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composer→ Lucie Manning
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
381. Heart and Purpose
O’er and o’er a voice is borne to me
From the homeland of eternity:
“Steady, brother, God has need of thee;
Keep thy heart and purpose true.”
Jesus, Saviour, walk beside me
Till the homeland greets my view;
Help me toil and sing and journey
Fears within me sound a loud retreat,
Foes without sow briars for my feet,
And my soul this question oft repeats:
“Are my heart and purpose true?”
Oh, for faith to help me walk aright,
Hope to point my vision to the light,
Love to keep my garments pure and white,
And my heart and purpose true.
Lord, Thy love and grace suffice for me
As I journey hand in hand with Thee,
And I’ll bear my burden gratefully,
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meter→ 9, 9, 9, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
382. A Broken, Contrite Heart
A broken and a contrite heart
Our God will not despise;
He longs to be our strength and shield,
To counsel and advise.
A contrite spirit is the price
To keep His storehouse open;
When we’re worthy He delights
To help and sympathize.
The race was never to the swift,
Nor battle to the strong;
The patient, frail, uncomely Man
Prevailed when all went wrong;
He fought each battle on His knees
And took each victory calmly,
Lived and died a sacrifice,
Rejected by the throng.
There’s victory for the ones alone
Who keep the faith like Paul,
Who walk with God and hear His voice
And heed His every call,
Who keep their garments clean and white,
Though comrades fall and waver;
Such will cheer the heart of God
And be a help to all.
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meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 7, 7, 6
383. He Knows Our Hearts
He knows our hearts; what joy it brings Him
To there behold a purpose true
To do His will and seek refreshing
From Him whose voice inspires anew.
He knows the trials and temptations,
And bids us seek His face alone
For grace to overcome and live a life
more worthy of His “Well done.”
His care can soften all our hardness,
Relieve when all seems dark and vain,
And fill our hearts with deeper purpose
To glorify His precious name.
How much He’s grieved if we’re not proving
His voice and presence always near;
So let us ever seek to prove His wondrous care,
always count it dear.
He leads us, and by faith we follow,
With hearts united to His will;
His heart will plan, His hand deliver
And show to us He’s leading still.
How much we see in Him to cheer us,
To keep us in the evil day;
Abiding so that we may fruitful be,
unceasingly watch and pray.
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meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 10, 7
384. Cleansing for Me
Lord, through the blood of the Lamb that was slain,
Cleansing for me, Cleansing for me;
From all the guilt of my sins now I claim
Cleansing from Thee, Cleansing from Thee;
Sinful and dark though the past may have been,
Many the crushing defeats I have seen,
Yet on Thy promise, O Lord, now I lean–
Cleansing for me, Cleansing for me.
From all the doubts that have filled me with gloom,
From all the fears that would point me to doom,
Jesus, although I may not understand,
In childlike faith now I put forth my hand;
And through Thy word and Thy grace I shall stand,
Cleansèd by Thee, Cleansèd by Thee.
From all the care of what men think or say,
From ever fearing to speak, sing or pray,
Lord, in Thy love and Thy power make me strong,
That all may know that to Thee I belong;
When I am pardoned, let this be my song–
Cleansèd by Thee, Cleansèd by Thee.
author→ Herbert H. Booth
composer→ T. Haynes Bayley (1747-1834)
meter→ 10, 8, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10, 8
385. Thou Art Worthy
Thou art worthy, Thou art worthy,
Blessèd Jesus, Lord of all!
Of our best, Lord, Thou art worthy,
At whose throne the angels fall!
Help us sing along the pathway
When the deeper cost we meet,
Echoes of the songs of heaven,
While we worship at Thy feet.
For Thou hast redeemed us
To Thyself, Lord Jesus,
By the blood of Calvary’s cross
And dark Gethsemane.
Lamb of God, for sinners slain!
Of our lives, Lord, Thou art worthy–
There to live Thy life again.
To receive all strength and honour,
Adoration, praise and love,
Oh, forever, Thou art worthy,
Lord and Light of heaven above!
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composer→ H. H. Booth (1862-1926)
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 7, 6
386. Christ for Us
Christ for us on Calvary’s mountain,
All our sins upon Him laid,
Offered up for our offences
His own blood, our ransom paid.
For us lived and died,
For us Christ revived,
That in us, as Lord abiding,
He might hope provide.
Christ for us within the garden
Rose triumphant o’er the grave,
Rose to justify and free us
And from fear of death to save.
Christ for us now interceding:
On the throne above He pleads;
Grace and mercy He supplies us,
All-sufficient for our needs.
Christ in us, our hope of glory;
All our victory over sin,
In the world midst its temptations,
Is the living Christ within.
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meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 5, 5, 8, 5
387. Bravely Tread the Path
Bravely tread the path with Jesus;
He the winepress trod alone,
Strengthened by His heavenly Father;
Now He reigns upon the throne.
See the cruel shame He suffered
All alone on Calvary’s tree,
Yet His ardour ne’er diminished,
Even in Gethsemane.
Alone He trod the winepress;
He will ne’er forsake His own;
He will succour those who labour,
Weeping, praying, oft alone.
All alone before the rulers,
He, their Saviour, stood disowned;
Like a lamb before its shearers,
He was silent, unrenowned;
Fear not, then, to tread the winepress,
With the Lord to lead and guide;
He who stood alone will succour
Those who in His love abide.
O’er all others He’s anointed
With the oil of gladness true,
Drinking in the Father’s kingdom
Of the wine that’s ever new;
And we soon shall share His glory
If we share His suffering here;
As we stand among the victors,
God will dry our every tear.
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author→ Blanche Chappell
composer→ Old American Melody
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 7
388. In Lowliness the Saviour Came
In lowliness the Saviour came,
On earth to live for me
And manifest God’s perfect life
In all humility.
Rejected by the world He died;
He gave His life for me,
Endured the cross, despised the shame,
That I might ransomed be.
By faith He dwells within my heart,
Imparting life to me;
His power and grace now keep my soul
From all defilement free.
My great High Priest, He intercedes
At God’s right hand for me;
His heart is touched– I know He feels
For my infirmity.
He lived for me; He died for me;
God raised Him up again,
To intercede at His right hand
Until He comes to reign.
For God, who cannot lie, has said
That He will come for me
And take me home to share His joy
Throughout eternity.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
389. The Way to Calvary
The way to Calvary’s cross,
Unflinchingly Christ trod;
His life in sacrifice He gave–
Jesus, the Lamb of God.
We thank Thee for the bread–
In it His life we see;
We thank Thee for the wine
Which means His blood was shed for me.
The sins of all the world
Were on His shoulders laid;
He bowed His blood-stained head and died:
The ransom price was paid.
Our sins are washed away
In His own precious blood;
We plead for grace and strength to serve
And love Him as we should.
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author→ H. C. Berrett
composer→ G. W. Martin (1828-1881)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Leominster
390. I Need the Mind of Christ
I need the mind of Christ,
His pure and holy mind,
That all my inmost soul may be
Unto His law inclined.
Most Holy Spirit, lead;
O speed my feet to run,
That I may gain the highest prize:
The image of God’s Son.
I need the mind of Christ
To do God’s holy will,
With all my heart, my soul and strength,
The law of love fulfil.
His fervent love and zeal,
That I may daily grow in grace
And gain the Spirit’s seal.
I need the mind of Christ
To follow where He trod,
To perfect me in holiness,
In love and fear of God.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ G. W. Martin (1828-1881)
meter→ 6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
391. Calvary
Lord, we gather round Thy footstool,
Bowed in deep humility;
As we look upon the emblems,
We remember Calvary.
Calvary, Calvary,
We remember Calvary–
In the bread Thy broken body,
In the wine Thy blood we see.
In that night so dark with sorrow,
Left alone in prayer to bow,
See Him drink our cup of anguish,
Drops of blood upon His brow.
See Him led outside the city,
Bruised and bearing all our sin;
Cruel was the death He suffered,
Heaven’s joy for us to win.
Unto Him who loved and washed us
From our sins in His own blood,
We would render thanks and plead for
Grace to love Him as we should.
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author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 8, 7
392. We Would See Jesus
We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen
Across this little landscape of our life;
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen,
For the last weariness, the final strife.
We would see Jesus, the great Rock Foundation,
Whereon our feet were set with sovereign grace;
Not life nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us, if we see His face.
We would see Jesus– other lights are paling,
Which for long years we have rejoiced to see;
The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing;
We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee.
We would see Jesus– this is all we’re needing:
Strength, joy and willingness come with the sight.
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading;
Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night.
author→ Anna B. Warner
composer→ F. Mendelssohn (1809-1847)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
tune→ Reynolds or Consolation
393. I Am Now a Child of God
I am now a child of God:
Christ redeemed me by His blood;
For my sins He did atone,
Called me, sealed me as His own;
Henceforth all my life shall be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Gracious Holy Spirit, live
In my soul, and daily give
Rich supplies of grace divine–
Sanctify me wholly Thine;
All my spirit, body, soul
I resign to Thy control.
Help me, Lord, to daily die,
Self in all its forms deny;
Bid my carnal mind depart;
Reign supreme within my heart;
God of love and purity,
Fix Thy dwelling-place in me.
Open Thou mine inward ear;
Quicken all my soul to hear;
Help me never to rebel,
All self-will subdue, dispel;
Thy most gracious Holy Will,
Evermore in me fulfil.
Clothed in true humility,
Let me find my all in Thee;
May Thy life in me increase,
Love of self forever cease;
Finish, Lord, Thy work begun–
Mould and make me like Thy Son.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Redhead No. 76
meter→ 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
tune→ Ajalon
394. Abide in Him
Abide in Him, with patience run the race;
To overcome, the Lord will give you grace.
Abide in Him when tempted by the wrong;
Keep firm and true: the weak in Him are strong.
Abide in Him when trials press you sore:
His grace will prove sufficient o’er and o’er.
Abide in Him, the cross for Him endure;
And make your calling and election sure.
Abide in Him, though others turn aside;
The living branch will in the vine abide.
Abide in Him, obedient to His will;
His purpose in your life He will fulfil.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ G. T. Caldbeck (1852-C.1919)
meter→ 10, 10
tune→ Pax Tecum
395. Can Ye Not Watch?
One little hour for watching with the Master,
Eternal years to reign with Him in white.
One little hour to bravely meet disaster,
Eternal years to reign with Him in light.
Then, souls, be brave, and watch until the morrow!
Awake! arise! your lamps of purpose trim.
Your Saviour speaks across the night of sorrow;
Can ye not watch one little hour with Him?
One little hour to suffer scorn and losses,
Eternal years beyond earth’s cruel frowns.
One little hour the storm and tempest tosses,
Eternal years to wear unfading crowns.
One little hour for weary toils and trials,
Eternal years for calm and peaceful rest.
One little hour for patient self-denials,
Eternal years of life where life is blest.
author→ Jessie H. Brown
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10, 11, 10, 11, 10
396. A Little While
A little while to bear the cross
And share with Christ reproach and loss,
To face the world, its scorn and frown,
Before we lay our armour down.
Our little while will soon be gone;
For us eternity will dawn;
Redeem the time, O watch and pray!
Labour for Jesus while you may.
A little while to fight the fight,
Strong in His strength and Spirit’s might;
The Lord is on our side, and we,
Through Him, shall gain the victory.
A little while the course to run,
And then eternity begun;
We’ll see His face and share His bliss,
Receive the crown of righteousness.
A little while the faith to keep
And on the mountains seek His sheep,
His precious gospel to proclaim
And glorify the Master’s name.
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author→ Sam Jones
composer→ Charles H. Gabriel
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Higher Ground
397. Only Remembered
Fading away like the stars of the morning,
Losing their light in the glorious sun–
Thus would we pass from the earth and its toiling,
Only remembered by what we have done.
Only remembered, only remembered,
Only remembered by what we have done;
Thus would we pass from the earth and its toiling,
Only remembered by what we have done.
Shall we be missed, though by others succeeded,
Reaping the fields we in springtime have sown?
Yes, but the sowers must pass from their labours,
Ever remembered by what they have done.
Only the truth that in life we have spoken,
Only the seed that on earth we have sown–
These shall pass onward when we are forgotten:
Fruits of the harvest and what we have done.
Oh, when the Saviour shall make up His jewels,
When the bright crowns of rejoicing are won,
Then shall His weary and faithful disciples
All be remembered by what they have done.
composer→ I.D. Sankey (1840-1908)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10, 10, 10, 11, 10
398. Christ Is Coming
Christ is coming, Christ is coming!
Let us lift our eyes on high,
For the final, great fulfilment
Of all things is drawing nigh.
He shall soon appear in glory;
And with loud, triumphant cry,
They who loved the gospel story
Shall arise, no more to die.
And these bodies sorely tried,
Which we yielded to His keeping,
Shall be changed and glorified.
Deeper fellowship forever,
Deeper joys we then shall know;
Unto God, Almighty Giver,
Songs of praise shall ever flow.
Let us wisely now prepare;
If we taste of His rejection,
In His glory we shall share.
Now forsaking earthly pleasure,
We await that final day
When He comes, in fullest measure
All His glory to display.
Copyright→ ©
meter→ 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
tune→ Riverside
399. In Vain Do the Wise
In vain do the wise seek to pierce through the veil
That’s hiding the future from view;
The Lord by His word sheds a light on our path,
The sages of earth cannot do.
We pass through the shadows; we carry our cross,
Esteeming things earthly but refuse and dross;
For this cause we faint not, midst scorning of men:
We look for the star of His coming again.
We value the truth lived and taught by the Lord,
And onward we press for the prize.
Since Jesus, the Master, our pathway has trod,
The future can hold no surprise.
We fear not the future; we live not in doubt:
The veil has been riven in twain.
We cherish the words heard on Olivet’s brow:
“This Jesus is coming again.”
It is not in vain that we run in the race,
Nor vain, that the battle we fight;
We lift up our eyes– our redemption draws nigh–
The Lord will appear in our sight.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ L. E. Jones (1865-1936)
meter→ 11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 11, 11, 11
400. When Jesus Comes
When Jesus comes to reward His servants,
Whether it be noon or night,
Faithful to Him will He find us watching,
With our lamps all trimmed and bright?
Oh, can we say we are truly ready,
Ready for the soul’s long home?
Say, will He find you and me still watching,
Watching, waiting, when the Lord shall come?
If at the dawn of the early morning
He shall call us one by one–
When to the Lord we restore our talents,
Will He answer us “Well done!”
Have we been true to the trust He left us?
Do we seek to do our best?
If in our hearts there is naught condemns us,
We shall have a glorious rest.
Blessèd are those whom the Lord finds watching–
In His glory they shall share;
If He should come at the dawn or midnight,
Will He find us watching there?
meter→ 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 9
401. Art Thou Waiting?
Art thou waiting for the day
Of the Lord’s appearing?
He has promised He shall come,
And the time is nearing.
Lift thy head, the day draws near
When the Master shall appear;
Let thy heart be true, sincere,
Ready, watching, praying.
All the kingdoms of the earth,
All their pride and power,
Shall be humbled to the dust
In that promised hour.
O beware, lest life’s vain cares,
Thoughts of earthly treasure,
Rob thee of thy love to do
All the Master’s pleasure.
Blest is he who shall endure
With love unabating,
Constant through the night’s long watch,
Faithful, loyal, waiting.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ H. P. Danks (1834-1903)
meter→ 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6
402. Lord, Grant My Life
Lord, grant my life may be
A corn of wheat,
Used here on earth for Thee
In service sweet,
Falling into the ground
That fruit may thus abound,
And with Thy blessings crowned
Bring joy to Thee.
I long to prove to Thee
My heart’s deep love,
By seeking faithfully
The things above;
My heart condemneth me
When keeping aught from Thee
Or seeking selfishly
My life to save.
The things of time have lost
Their charm for me;
Thy sacrifice that cost
So much to Thee
Doth show me what Thou art,
Helping this sinful heart
To choose the better part–
Of serving Thee.
Forsaking all for Thee,
I forward go,
From love of earth set free
While here below;
The things above now claim
First place, and in Thy name
I’ll seek, through joy or pain,
Thy kingdom first.
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composer→ Powell G. Fithian
meter→ 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
403. Impelled by Love
The God of heaven spoke my name,
And to my soul His message came;
And though I knew not what would be,
I gladly answered “Lord, send me.”
Impelled by love I’ll go again
To seek the lost and dying men,
For in my heart there is a flame
Of burning love for Jesus’ name.
I hear the bleating of the sheep
And see the little lambs to keep;
I listen to the sinner’s plea
And say again, “Dear Lord, send me.”
I could not question “Is it I?”
When millions live in sin to die,
But ask that all that in me lie
Would always answer “Here am I.”
His precious name I want to bear
In answer to His loving care;
And more like Jesus I would be,
The pattern for eternity.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Elizabeth Pate
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
404. There Is No Gain
There is no gain but by a loss:
Thus Jesus taught, who bore the cross;
A corn of wheat, to multiply,
Must fall into the ground and die;
Oh, should a soul alone remain,
When it a hundredfold may gain?
Who saves his life or cross would shun
Loses ten thousand, holding one;
And he who fain his life would spare,
Keeps from the multitude their share.
Oh, who can hear the needy cry
And yet refuse in love to die?
Wherever you ripe fields behold,
Waving to God their sheaves of gold,
Be sure some corn of wheat has died,
Some faithful life been crucified;
Someone has suffered, wept and prayed,
And fought hell’s legions undismayed.
author→ C. Booth-Clibborn
composer→ E. Hemt (1818-1883)
meter→ 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
tune→ Stella
405. The Call to Labour
Lord, let me hear once more the call to labour,
The call that rang beside blue Galilee,
To turn from home and lands and friends and kindred:
Speak, Lord, again and say “Come, follow me.”
Lift Thou mine eyes to see the fields now waiting
Close to my hand or far beyond the sea;
Then let me go and give my life, Lord Jesus,
Sowing or reaping, all as unto Thee.
Help me to see as sheep who have no shepherd,
The multitudes that throng on every side;
And let me say, wherever they may wander,
“These are the souls for whom my Saviour died.”
Touch Thou my heart with Thine own deep compassion,
Help me to love as Thou hast first loved me;
And put within, a burning, deep ambition
To guide some lost and wandering soul to Thee.
O keep me, Lord, from growing cold or careless,
But let my zeal and love still stronger be;
And till the day when Thou shalt come, Lord Jesus,
Let me be found still labouring for Thee.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Mrs. E. M. Anderson
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
406. Forget Them Not
Forget them not: the faithful band
Who kindred leave behind
To bear the truth to every land,
As debtors to mankind.
Forget them not in solitude,
When breathing earnest prayer,
That God may think on them for good
And bless them everywhere.
Forget them not: the toilers brave
Who scatter forth the seed;
To Jesus they are willing slaves,
Touched by a world in need.
Forget them not, for Jesus’ sake:
No selfish quest have they;
The daily cross they humbly take;
Forget them not, I pray.
Not these alone: remember, too,
All those who through their word
Hear and believe the gospel true;
For them our hearts are stirred.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ C. Howard (1856-1927)
meter→ 8, 6, 8, 6
tune→ Lloyd
407. O Say Not Ye
O say not ye, “’Tis four more months till harvest.”
Think not in heart, “There’s time to tarry here.”
Go forth among the labourers who are weary;
Give of your strength, their loving burden share.
O say not ye, “I am not fit to labour.”
God knows your heart, the struggles that lie there.
’Tis not your might or strength that will sustain you,
But by God’s power, His holy name you’ll bear.
Lift up your eyes and see the weary, fainting,
Wounded by life, with no help far or near.
Yield all you have, wait not until tomorrow;
Go forth to them and manifest God’s care.
Lift up your eyes, the fields are white and waiting;
It matters not what you must leave behind.
Before the precious grains are trampled under,
Go, glean the fields while yet the Lord gives time.
Remember, when the harvest is all gathered,
And sheaves are bound, and chaff is cast aside,
Who sows and reaps will both rejoice together
And in eternal love will then abide.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Mrs. Mary Lou Todd
composer→ Mrs. Mary Lou Todd
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
408. No Reputation
No reputation, with Jesus I go,
Willingly, cheerfully, my life to sow.
Sow to the Spirit, in faith lay it down;
Strive for the mastery, hope for the crown.
No reputation, if Jesus had none;
Why should I murmur, the suffering shun?
Why from the cross should I seek for release?
I must diminish for Him to increase.
No reputation, but with Him I crave
Glory immortal, beyond the dark grave,
Honour and glory which never can fade;
Scorners are silent, there’s none to upbraid.
No reputation and unrecognized,
Misunderstood and by worldlings despised,
God understands me– this thought will suffice;
Bearing the cross, I should ever rejoice.
No reputation, with Him I’m content,
Laying my life down, to spend and be spent;
Living or dying, I will not refrain:
God cannot lie, I shall take it again.
Copyright→ ©
author→ Sam Jones
meter→ 10, 10, 10, 10
409. Alone With God
When storms of life are round me beating,
When rough the path that I have trod,
Within my closèd door retreating,
I love to be alone with God.
Alone with God, the world forbidden;
Alone with God, oh, blest retreat!
Alone with God, and in Him hidden,
To hold with Him communion sweet.
What though the clouds have gathered o’er me!
What though I’ve passed beneath the rod!
God’s perfect will there lies before me,
When I am thus alone with God.
’Tis there I find new strength for duty,
As o’er the sands of time I plod;
I see the King in all His beauty,
While resting there alone with God.
And when I see the moment nearing
When I shall sleep beneath the sod,
When time with me is disappearing,
I want to be alone with God.
author→ Johnson Oatman, Jr.
meter→ 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
410. Called Home to Rest
Called home to rest, beyond the vale of weeping–
The loving Father, He has willed it so–
In heaven above, safe in the Saviour’s keeping,
Oh! blest abode where sorrow’s tears ne’er flow.
Sweet recompense beyond all expectation,
Celestial joys before the throne of God
Await the heirs of Christ and true salvation,
Who here on earth through fiery trials trod.
Called home to rest, dark night has sped forever;
Called home to meet the Saviour face to face.
Oh, wondrous glories where no death can sever,
And angels sing sweet melodies of grace.
Cheered by Thy voice e’en though our path be clouded,
Thou art, O God, our comfort and delight;
And when our hearts in mourning’s robes are shrouded,
We feel Thee near– dear Guiding Star and Light.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Hubert P. Main (1839-1925)
meter→ 11, 10, 11, 10
411. Sweet, Sweet Release
Sweet, sweet release, when pain and death have flown,
And Jesus lives forever with His own.
Mourn not, dear soul, thy loved one is at rest
On Jesus’ bosom, with the heavenly blest.
Home, heavenly home– all toil and trouble past;
The Saviour called our loved one home at last.
Morn, brightest morn, shall break, with death no more,
And we shall rise to reign on that blest shore.
It is His will, all earthly struggles cease;
And Jesus calls us to heaven’s perfect peace.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ G. T. Caldbeck (1852-C.1919)
meter→ 10, 10
tune→ Pax Tecum
412. When Life Is Ended
When life is ended and I must travel
Through death’s dark chambers, I need not fear:
If I have Jesus to guard and guide me,
I walk securely with One so dear.
Though dark the valley that lies before me,
A light far brighter than noonday sun
Shines o’er my pathway, and hope eternal
I see in Jesus; earth’s day is done.
I look to Jesus, bright Star to guide me;
’Twas Jesus vanquished death and the grave;
’Twas Jesus only bore my transgression,
For Jesus only my soul could save.
Oh, glorious dawning, blest resurrection!
When I with Jesus come forth again,
I shall adore Him, my wondrous Saviour:
He freed my soul from sin’s curse and stain.
Copyright→ ©
composer→ Virgil P. Brock Blanche Kerr Brock
meter→ 10, 9, 10, 9
Table of Contents
English language hymnbook
Published in 1987
ebook version: 11.10.13
Titles, First Lines, and Chorus
Metric Index
Author Index
Composer Index
Titles, First Lines, and Chorus
Abide in Him
Abide With Me
A Broken, Contrite Heart
Abundant in Mercy
Abundant Life
Accept, I pray,
Afar From God
A Hand Held Out
A Life of Overcoming
A Little While
All My Springs Arise in Jesus
All the Way
All Through the Storm
Alone With God
Alone With Jesus
An Offering I Would Bring
Apart With Thee
Approved and Faithful
Approved of God
Art Thou Waiting?
As I Dwell on Things Eternal
As We Gather
As You Journey Home
A Tender Heart
At Thy Feet I Fall
At Thy feet I fall,
Baptized in Jesus’ Name
Begin the Day With God
Be Ye Immovable
Bind Me in Thy Yoke
Bow Down Thine Ear
Bravely Tread the Path
Break Thou the Bread
Called Home to Rest
Calvary
Calvary, Calvary,
Can Ye Not Watch?
Christ for Me
Christ for Us
Christ Is Coming
Clad in Your Armour
Cleansing for Me
Close Thy Heart No More
Close to Thee
Close to the Kingdom
Come, Brothers, On
Come, Follow Me
Come, Let Us Follow Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come Unto Me
Come, Ye Weary Ones
Come Ye Yourselves Apart
Counted In
Dark, Dark the Night
Dear Lord, When Dark
Dear Saviour, Lead Me
Dear Saviour, Let Thy Peace
Distant Land of Famine
Do Not Fear to Follow Jesus
Do Not Resist
Ere We Part
Evermore Consider Jesus
Father, as we meet
Father, in Thy Mercy
Fellowship
Follow Me
Footprints of My Saviour
Forget Them Not
For You and for Me
For You He Is Calling
Fret Not Thy Soul
From Every Stain
From Heaven’s Glory
From Lips of Babes
Give Me Jesus
Give Me Thy Heart
Give of Your Best
God Calling Yet
God in Heaven
God in His Mercy
God in Tender Love
God Is Calling
God Is Faithful
God Is Here
God Is Longing
God Is Now Speaking
God Sent His Well-Belovèd Son
God’s Heavenly Kingdom
God’s Salvation
God’s Time Is Now
God’s Word Is So Pure
God Will Bring
Go, Labour On
Gracious Redeemer
Hasten to the Place of Refuge
Hast Thou Ever Proved?
Have You Any Room for Jesus?
Hear Him, hear Him;
Heart and Purpose
Hear the Voice of Jesus
Hearts It Is the World Requires
He First Loved Me
He Hath Blessed Us
He Knows Our Hearts
Help Me, Lord
Help Me to Find Thee
Help Me to Look to Thee
Here We Come
He’s the One
He Waits for Thee
He Who Hath Led
Hidden
His Way Is Best
Hold Fast
Holy Spirit
How Blessèd Are the Undefiled
How Blest Are They
How Clear the Call of Jesus
How Fresh and Green
How Precious Is the Word
How Real to Know
How Sweet It Is
How Sweet the Thought
I Am Coming
I Am Now a Child of God
I Am Satisfied Indeed
I Am Trusting Thee
I Cannot Now Go Back
If All Things Were Mine
If It Had Not Been the Lord
If We but Knew
I Have Made My Choice
I Have Overcome
I Heard the Voice of Jesus
I Hear Him Call
I Know in Whom I Have Believed
I Know Not Why
I Know That My Redeemer Lives
I Love My Master
I Love the Perfect Way
Impelled by Love
I’m Satisfied in Jesus Now
In All My Vast Concerns
Incline Your Ear
Increase Our Faith
In deep agony,
I Need No Strength but Thine
I Need Thee Every Hour
I Need the Mind of Christ
I Need Thy Grace
I Never Can Forget
In Every Part
In Jesus’ Hands
In Lowliness the Saviour Came
In the Garden
In the Name of Jesus Gathering
In the Shadow of the Highest
In This World of Woe
In Times of Deepest Darkness
In Vain Do the Wise
Is It Nothing to You?
Is There No Light?
Is There No One to Help Us?
It Pays to Serve Jesus
I’ve a Friend
I’ve Vowed to Be True
I Will Follow My Saviour
I Will Journey All the Way
I Will Say Yes to Jesus
I Worship Thee
I Would Be True
Jesus Alone Can Save Me
Jesus Calls Me
Jesus Calls Us O’er the Tumult
Jesus Came From Heaven
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Jesus Is Calling
Jesus Is Passing This Way
Jesus Is Still the Same
Jesus Lives in Me
Jesus, My Saviour King
Jesus Now and Jesus Ever
Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee
Jesus Trod the Pathway
Jesus With You
Just as I Am
Just Cling
Kindly Entreating
Lay Down Your Burden
Lead Me On
Lead Me to the Rock
Leave Me Not Alone
Let Him Mould Thee
Let Not My Soul
Let Us Consider Jesus
Let Us Draw Near
Let Us Pause
Life at Best Is Very Brief
Life Passes Like a Dream
Life’s Short Day
Live for Others
Longings
Long My Eager Heart
Loose Not Thine Hold
Lord, Be Not Silent
Lord, Grant My Life
Lord, How Good
Lord, I Desire to Come
Lord, in My Need
Lord, in Our Need
Lord, I Would Take Thy Yoke
Lord Jesus, Lead
Lord, My Heart’s Deep Need
Lord, Speak to Me
Lord, Teach Me
Lord, We Are Met Together
Lord, We Love Thy Habitation
Lord, We Rest in Peace Abiding
Love Is the Kingdom’s Banner
Love Supreme
Love Thee More
Low at Thy Throne
Low Before Thy Throne
Lo, We Can Tread
Lowly at Thy Feet
Master, Speak
May the Lord Depend on You?
May They All Be One
Mid Worldly Temptations
Mine the Privilege
Moments of Blessing
More About Jesus
More Love to Thee
My Heart Has One Desire
My Heart Is Resting
My Heart O’erflows
My Heart’s Deep Need
My Heart Was Sad
My Life Is Hid
My Need
My Pilgrim Way
My Refuge and Hope
My Saviour Bids Me Sing
My Saviour, How I Love Thy Name
My Saviour’s Love
My Saviour Speaks
My Soul’s Desire
My Wayward Heart
Nearer, Still Nearer
Never Let Your Courage Falter
No East or West
None but Christ Can Satisfy
No Reputation
Nothing Matters but Salvation
Not My Will, but Thine
Not Redeemed With Gold
Not Unto Men I Labour
O Blessèd Lord
O Bless the Lord, My Soul
O Don’t Be Led Captive
O Give Me Rest
O God, I Thank Thee
O God of Bethel
O Hasten to Jesus
O hasten to Jesus
Oh, Blessèd Rest of Heart
O Help Us, Lord
Oh, for a Closer Walk
Oh! for the Peace
Oh, the Love That Sought Me
Oh, What Shall It Profit?
Oh, What Will You Do?
O Jesus, I Have Promised
O Lamb of God
O Lord, today
Once We Were Wandering
One Day Too Late
One There Is Who Loves Thee
Only One Life
Only One Life to Live
Only One Step
Only Remembered
O receive me now;
O Say Not Ye
O Seeking Soul
O Teach Me How to Love
O Tell Me More
Other Sheep
Our Blest Redeemer
Our God, Our Father
Our Hearts O’erflow
Out of Christ
O Wanderers, Come to Jesus
O Weary Soul
Passing By
Passing Onward
Patiently Continue
Perishing
Pleading with thee!
Prayer Is a Mighty Source
Pray for the Peace of the City
Praying Always
Precious Seed
Precious Thought
Pressing On
Rejoicing in the Lord
Satisfied
Saviour, Keep Me True
Search Me, O God
Search Me, O Lord
Seeking for a Better Country
See the Saviour, in Compassion
Send Thy Light
Shepherd of Israel
Sitting at the Feet of Jesus
So Kind a Shepherd
So Near to the Kingdom
Songs of Zion
So Strange It Seems
Soul Adrift
Sow the Word
Speak, Lord
Speak to My Soul
Steady and True
Still Undecided
Stronger Than the Strong
Strong in the Strength
Sweet Is the Rest
Sweet, Sweet Release
Take One Forward Step
Take Up Thy Cross
Teach Me How to Choose
Teach Me Submission
Teach Me Thy Way
Teach Me to Pray, Lord
Teach Us How to Pray
Teach Us, Lord
Tell Me Again
Tell Me the Story of Jesus
The Call to Labour
The Heart of God
The Heart of My Saviour
The King of Kings
The Lord My Shepherd Is
The Lord’s My Shepherd
The Name of Our Saviour
The Next Step
The Pages of Life
The Precious Seed Is Scattered
There Hath Not Failed
There Is a Kingdom
There Is a Way
There Is No Gain
There Is Rest
The Saviour Gently Calls
The Saviour Is Calling
The Saviour Now Is Seeking
The Saviour With Me
The Still, Small Voice
The Tender Shepherd’s Voice
The Truth of God
The Waves Rolled High
The Way of God
The Way of the Cross
The Way That Leads to Heaven
The Way to Calvary
Thine Own Way, Lord
Thirsty Soul
This Question God Would Ask
Thou Art Worthy
Thou Hast Been My Help
Thou Sweet, Belovèd Will
Thou Thinkest, Lord, of Me
Through Good Report
Through the Night
Thy Child
Thy Life Was Given for Me
Thy Perfect Love
Till Breaking of the Day
Time Is Passing
’Tis Not in Vain
’Tis Not in Vain to Yield
Today Is Mine
Tomorrow’s Path
To This Earth
To Whom, Lord, Shall We Go?
Trusting the Living God
Unerring One
Upon a Lonely Mount
Wait on the Lord
Wanderer, Stop and Hearken
Wash Me From Sin
Was It for Me?
Watch and Pray
We Are Building
We Are Fading
We Come Apart
We Have Found Him
We Love the Perfect Way
We Thank Thee, Lord, for Weary Days
We Would See Jesus
When First We Heard
When I Survey
When Jesus Comes
When Life Is Ended
When Sore Afflictions
When the King Comes In
When the Saviour Calls
Where All Is Peaceful
Where Others Conquered
While Your Mind Is Calm
Who Is He, the King of Kings?
Why Not?
Why not? Why not
Why Should I Walk?
Will You Come?
With Childlike Trust
With Heart Resigned
Ye Must Be Born Again
Yesterday, Today, Forever
Youth
Metric Index
5, 4, 5, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
5, 5, 5, 5
Father, as we meet
Fellowship
5, 7, 5, 5, 6, 7, 6, 5, 5, 7, 5, 7
6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4, 4
More Love to Thee
6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
Lord, Grant My Life
Wash Me From Sin
6, 4, 6, 4, 7, 6, 7, 4
6, 5, 6, 5
Speak, Lord
6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5
6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5
Pleading with thee!
6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 7, 4, 6, 5, 6, 5
6, 6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 6, 5
Low at Thy Throne
6, 6, 6, 6
6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6
6, 6, 8, 6
Bow Down Thine Ear
6, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 7, 6
Incline Your Ear
O receive me now;
Upon a Lonely Mount
6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
From Every Stain
He Who Hath Led
Let Us Draw Near
The Way to Calvary
6, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6, 10, 6, 10, 6
Hold Fast
6, 6, 9, 6, 6, 8, 8, 8, 10, 8
6, 6, 9, 6, 6, 9, 8, 8, 9, 8
One Day Too Late
6, 10, 6, 6, 10
7, 5, 7, 5, 7, 7, 7, 5, 6, 7, 5
Love Thee More
7, 5, 8, 7, 7, 9, 7, 7, 9, 7, 7, 9
We Are Building
7, 6, 7, 5, 7, 6, 7, 5
7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 7, 6
I Have Overcome
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
Come, Brothers, On
He First Loved Me
Lo, We Can Tread
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
My Heart Was Sad
Precious Seed
So Strange It Seems
Speak to My Soul
When First We Heard
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 6, 6, 7
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 9, 7, 9, 7
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 10, 9, 10, 9
Jesus Lives in Me
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 9, 6
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6
Art Thou Waiting?
7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 8, 6, 6, 9, 9
7, 6, 7, 6, 8, 8
Let Him Mould Thee
7, 6, 7, 6, 12, 9, 8
Why Not?
Why not? Why not
7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6, 7, 6
7, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 5
The Truth of God
7, 6, 9, 7, 9, 7, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 6
7, 7, 7, 7
Here We Come
Send Thy Light
7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
Hidden
Perishing
7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
Live for Others
7, 7, 8, 6, 7, 6, 9, 6
7, 7, 10, 7, 7, 10, 7, 11, 7, 7, 10
7, 7, 11, 7, 7, 11, 6, 11, 7, 7, 11
Will You Come?
8, 4, 8, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4
8, 5, 8, 3
I Am Trusting Thee
To This Earth
8, 5, 8, 5, 5, 5, 8, 5
Hear Him, hear Him;
8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
As We Gather
Let Us Pause
Precious Thought
8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5
8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 7, 8, 5
Holy Spirit
8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 8, 8, 5
8, 6, 8, 4
Our Blest Redeemer
Our God, Our Father
8, 6, 8, 6
Forget Them Not
I Worship Thee
Lord, in My Need
No East or West
O Give Me Rest
O God of Bethel
Oh! for the Peace
Search Me, O God
Unerring One
With Heart Resigned
8, 6, 8, 6, 5, 5, 5, 5
How Blest Are They
8, 6, 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6
Lord, in Our Need
8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 6
8, 6, 8, 6, 7, 6, 8, 7
8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 5, 8, 5
I Am Coming
8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6
My Heart Is Resting
My Pilgrim Way
There Is a Way
8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 6, 4
O Blessèd Lord
8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 7, 7, 6
8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8, 8, 6
Afar From God
8, 6, 8, 6, 9, 10, 8, 7
I Know Not Why
8, 6, 8, 6, 10, 8, 10
Apart With Thee
O Lord, today
8, 6, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
Out of Christ
8, 6, 8, 8, 6
8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6
O God, I Thank Thee
Thy Child
8, 6, 8, 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 10, 6
O Seeking Soul
8, 6, 12, 6, 7, 7, 9, 6
Thy Perfect Love
8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7
8, 7, 8, 7
Bind Me in Thy Yoke
So Kind a Shepherd
Through the Night
8, 7, 8, 7, 5, 5, 8, 5
Christ for Us
8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 8, 7
Close to Thee
8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7
All the Way
8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7
Jesus With You
8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 8, 7
Calvary
Calvary, Calvary,
8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 8, 8, 7
Passing By
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
Master, Speak
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7
Lead Me On
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
A Hand Held Out
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 7
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 6, 8, 7
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
Passing Onward
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
As You Journey Home
Christ Is Coming
Come to Jesus
Come, Ye Weary Ones
Give Me Jesus
God in Heaven
God Is Faithful
God Is Here
God Is Longing
God Will Bring
He Hath Blessed Us
Help Me, Lord
In Jesus’ Hands
Jesus Calls Me
Life’s Short Day
May They All Be One
Mine the Privilege
Moments of Blessing
My Soul’s Desire
Praying Always
Satisfied
Songs of Zion
Soul Adrift
Teach Us, Lord
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 7, 6
Thou Art Worthy
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7
Watch and Pray
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 8, 6
Other Sheep
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 7
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
Ere We Part
Give of Your Best
In the Garden
Lord, How Good
Lowly at Thy Feet
Thirsty Soul
Time Is Passing
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 11, 9, 6, 11, 8, 7, 11
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7
Come, Follow Me
The Saviour With Me
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7, 11
8, 7, 11, 8, 7, 11
8, 7, 11, 8, 7, 11, 6, 10, 7, 6, 11
He’s the One
8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
How Sweet It Is
8, 8, 8, 4
Through Good Report
8, 8, 8, 6, 6, 6, 8, 6
8, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 7
Why Should I Walk?
8, 8, 8, 8
Alone With Jesus
Christ for Me
From Lips of Babes
God Calling Yet
Go, Labour On
Increase Our Faith
I Need Thy Grace
Just as I Am
Lord, Speak to Me
Lord, Teach Me
My Need
O Weary Soul
Take Up Thy Cross
The Heart of God
When I Survey
8, 8, 8, 8, 6
Leave Me Not Alone
8, 8, 8, 8, 6, 6, 8, 8
More About Jesus
8, 8, 8, 8, 7
Follow Me
8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8, 4, 8
Accept, I pray,
8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
There Is No Gain
8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
A Little While
God’s Time Is Now
He Waits for Thee
His Way Is Best
I Hear Him Call
Impelled by Love
I Never Can Forget
Lord, Be Not Silent
My Life Is Hid
My Saviour’s Love
My Wayward Heart
O Help Us, Lord
The Way of God
’Tis Not in Vain
Was It for Me?
8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
How Fresh and Green
Love Supreme
8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
8, 8, 8, 9
9, 7, 9, 7, 9, 9, 11, 7
We Have Found Him
9, 8, 9, 8, 6, 8, 6, 8
Abundant Life
9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8
O Tell Me More
9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8, 9, 8
Abundant in Mercy
Alone With God
Fret Not Thy Soul
My Refuge and Hope
The King of Kings
The Next Step
9, 8, 9, 8, 10, 7
He Knows Our Hearts
9, 8, 9, 8, 12, 12, 12, 10
A Tender Heart
9, 8, 10, 9, 10, 10, 9, 7
The Pages of Life
9, 9, 6, 6, 6, 4
Still Undecided
9, 9, 9, 5, 7, 5, 8, 5
9, 9, 9, 6, 9, 9, 9, 6
Clad in Your Armour
9, 9, 9, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7
Heart and Purpose
9, 9, 9, 9
Teach Me Submission
Thine Own Way, Lord
9, 9, 9, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9
9, 9, 9, 9, 7, 10, 8, 8
I’ve a Friend
9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9
God in His Mercy
9, 9, 9, 10, 8, 9, 9, 10
We Are Fading
9, 10, 9, 10, 10
Kindly Entreating
10, 4, 10, 4, 10, 10
We Come Apart
10, 6, 10, 6, 11, 7, 9, 9
Tomorrow’s Path
10, 7, 10, 7, 9, 7, 11, 7
God in Tender Love
10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 9
When Jesus Comes
10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 9
10, 8, 10, 8, 8, 8, 10, 8
10, 8, 10, 8, 9, 6, 9, 6
Just Cling
10, 8, 10, 8, 10, 10, 8
In deep agony,
10, 8, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10, 8
Cleansing for Me
10, 9, 10, 9
When Life Is Ended
10, 9, 10, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9
Pressing On
10, 9, 10, 9, 10, 9, 10, 9
10, 9, 10, 10, 8, 10
Sow the Word
10, 10
Abide in Him
10, 10, 6, 6, 10
Teach Me Thy Way
10, 10, 7, 7, 12, 7, 12, 7
Do Not Resist
10, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10
10, 10, 9, 9
10, 10, 10, 4
10, 10, 10, 6
In Every Part
10, 10, 10, 7, 10, 7, 10, 7
I Love My Master
10, 10, 10, 8
If We but Knew
10, 10, 10, 10
Abide With Me
Approved of God
Longings
My Saviour Speaks
No Reputation
O Lamb of God
Search Me, O Lord
Today Is Mine
10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 6, 6, 11
Youth
10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 10
Come Unto Me
10, 10, 10, 10, 8, 10, 10, 10
Give Me Thy Heart
10, 10, 10, 10, 9, 10, 10, 10
10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 9, 9, 10, 10
Be Ye Immovable
10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
Sweet Is the Rest
10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10
Shepherd of Israel
Tell Me Again
10, 10, 10, 11, 10, 8, 10, 7
God Is Now Speaking
10, 11, 11, 6, 6, 6, 11, 6
11, 7, 10, 8, 7, 7, 10, 7
11, 7, 11, 7, 11, 11, 7
For You and for Me
11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 8
11, 8, 11, 8, 11, 11, 11, 11
In Vain Do the Wise
11, 8, 11, 9, 6, 9
There Is Rest
11, 10, 11, 7, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6
At Thy Feet I Fall
At Thy feet I fall,
11, 10, 11, 10
Called Home to Rest
Gracious Redeemer
Is There No Light?
I Would Be True
Lead Me to the Rock
Only One Life
Only One Step
O Say Not Ye
The Call to Labour
Wait on the Lord
We Would See Jesus
11, 10, 11, 10, 9, 9, 11, 10
11, 10, 11, 10, 9, 11
How Real to Know
11, 10, 11, 10, 10, 7
Let Not My Soul
11, 10, 11, 10, 10, 10, 11, 10
Only Remembered
11, 10, 11, 10, 11, 10, 11, 10
Can Ye Not Watch?
11, 11, 11, 9, 11, 9, 11, 9
Steady and True
11, 11, 11, 11
O Hasten to Jesus
O hasten to Jesus
11, 11, 11, 11, 6, 6, 5
11, 11, 11, 11, 9, 9, 9, 11
God’s Salvation
11, 11, 11, 11, 10, 10, 11, 11
God Is Calling
11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11
11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11
Jesus Is Calling
11, 11, 12, 11, 6, 6, 6, 5
12, 9, 11, 8, 8, 8, 11, 8
12, 9, 12, 9, 12, 12, 6, 9
Counted In
12, 10, 11, 10, 12, 11, 12, 10
12, 11, 12, 11, 12, 11
There Is a Kingdom
12, 12, 8, 8, 12
Long My Eager Heart
12, 12, 12, 10
Patiently Continue
13, 13, 13, 10, 13, 13, 14, 10
14, 14, 10, 10
Lord Jesus, Lead
Author Index
Adalaide A. Pollard
Thine Own Way, Lord
Adam Hutchison
How Real to Know
Upon a Lonely Mount
Ada R. Habershon
Let Him Mould Thee
Longings
Adelaide A. Pollard
Shepherd of Israel
The Next Step
Albert B. Simpson
Albert J. Simpson
Albert Midlane
Passing Onward
Albert Simpson Reitz
Alex Walker
Is There No Light?
Anna B. Warner
We Would See Jesus
Anna L. Waring
My Heart Is Resting
Anna Olander
Annie L. James
Annie R. Hawks
B. E.
Bernard Of Clairvaux
Bernard S. Ingemann
Through the Night
Blanche Chappell
Hold Fast
C. Booth-Clibborn
There Is No Gain
C. G. Lyne
Still Undecided
Charles Morgan
Charles W. Everest
Take Up Thy Cross
Charley Hultgren
The Way of God
Charlotte Elliott
Just as I Am
Clara Teare
Satisfied
Clarence Anderson and Kenneth Dissmore
I Never Can Forget
Daniel W. Whittle
Dorothy Hanson
D. W. Whittle
I Know Not Why
Edna Carman
O God, I Thank Thee
Ed Poole
Edward Cooney
As We Gather
Here We Come
Our God, Our Father
Edward Mund
E. E. Hewitt
Give Me Thy Heart
O Tell Me More
E. H. Bickersteth
Elinor Kleeb
Sweet Is the Rest
Elizabeth Prentiss
More Love to Thee
Eliza E. Hewitt
More About Jesus
Eliza H. Hamilton
O Give Me Rest
Emily May Grimes
Speak, Lord
Eustace Radford
Fanny J. Crosby
Close to Thee
Give Me Jesus
Moments of Blessing
When Jesus Comes
Frances R. Havergal
He Who Hath Led
I Am Trusting Thee
Lord, Speak to Me
Master, Speak
Francis Bottome
Search Me, O God
Freda Hanbury
Frederick W. Faber
I Worship Thee
So Kind a Shepherd
Garrett Hughes
How Blest Are They
In the Garden
May They All Be One
Geoffrey Bowdler
Fellowship
George D. Watson
Come, Follow Me
George Railton
Gerhard Tersteegen
Come, Brothers, On
How Sweet It Is
Lo, We Can Tread
Gladys Porteous
Christ for Me
Christ for Us
Holy Spirit
Glenn Smith
Heart and Purpose
Just Cling
Steady and True
G. Tersteegen
God Calling Yet
Harriet Auber
Our Blest Redeemer
Harry Fleming
H. B. Beegle
Wash Me From Sin
H. C. Ayres
H. C. Berrett
The Way to Calvary
Henrietta E. Blair
We Are Building
Henry F. Lyte
Abide With Me
Henry Swanepoel
Oh! for the Peace
Herbert H. Booth
Cleansing for Me
From Every Stain
Horace E. Govan
Horatius Bonar
Go, Labour On
Only Remembered
Through Good Report
Howard B. Grose
Give of Your Best
H. Redman
H. Savage
Bind Me in Thy Yoke
Hugh Roberts
Ira Stanphill
A Tender Heart
Isaac Watts
When I Survey
I Sam Jones
Jack Annand
Art Thou Waiting?
Ere We Part
Lord, Be Not Silent
Other Sheep
Jack Craig
To This Earth
Jack Leech
James Craig
James Fawcett
He Knows Our Hearts
James Jardine
Approved of God
Fret Not Thy Soul
God Is Here
Let Us Pause
Lord, in Our Need
Unerring One
We Are Fading
When Life Is Ended
James Patrick
Watch and Pray
James Wright
Wait on the Lord
J. Annand
He Hath Blessed Us
Songs of Zion
Thirsty Soul
J. B. Mackay
He’s the One
J. Boyd/V. Boyd
Precious Seed
Jessie B. Pounds
Jessie H. Brown
Can Ye Not Watch?
J. Landor
J. Martin
J. M. Whyte
Was It for Me?
John E. Bode
John Lawley
John Martin
O Blessèd Lord
Johnson Oatman, Jr.
Alone With God
John Sullivan
Lord Jesus, Lead
J. Price
I Would Be True
Lead Me to the Rock
J. S. Haugh
Kate Ulmer
Kenneth Dissmore
Impelled by Love
In Jesus’ Hands
Life’s Short Day
The Pages of Life
Ken Paginton
Lord, How Good
My Pilgrim Way
The Call to Labour
Thy Child
King David
Lizzie Edwards
The Saviour With Me
L. L. Pickett
Speak to My Soul
Mabel Smith
Mable Pryor
There Is a Kingdom
Margaret Phillips
Follow Me
Mary A. Lathbury
Mary Lindley
I Love My Master
Mary Mcgregor
Mary Mc Gregor
Jesus Lives in Me
Only One Life
So Strange It Seems
When First We Heard
M. B. Ramsey
Teach Me Thy Way
Milne Stouffer
O Lamb of God
We Come Apart
M. Macpherson
Lord, in My Need
Tomorrow’s Path
Mrs. C. H. Morris
Counted In
Mrs. E. E. Williams
Mrs. Elma Milton
From Lips of Babes
If We but Knew
In Every Part
Sow the Word
Thou Art Worthy
We Have Found Him
Mrs. John Graham
Mrs. L. Ware
Precious Thought
Mrs. Mary Lou Todd
O Say Not Ye
Mrs. May Schulz
Hidden
Increase Our Faith
Lord, Grant My Life
Mrs. Reid Smith
’Tis Not in Vain
Mrs. Rene Beattie
His Way Is Best
My Wayward Heart
O Seeking Soul
Nathaniel Norton
Come Unto Me
Paulus Gerhardt
God in Heaven
P. B.
Philip Doddridge
O God of Bethel
R. Blair
Perishing
Rene Beattie
R. Mc Naughton
Live for Others
R. Middleton
Youth
Robert Beveridge
Out of Christ
Robert Blair
Help Me, Lord
Search Me, O Lord
Thy Perfect Love
Robert Marshall
Let Not My Soul
Robert Skerritt
Roy Taylor
God Is Faithful
Sam Jones
Abide in Him
Abundant in Mercy
A Little While
All the Way
As You Journey Home
At Thy Feet I Fall
Be Ye Immovable
Bow Down Thine Ear
Calvary
Clad in Your Armour
Come to Jesus
Come, Ye Weary Ones
Do Not Resist
God in His Mercy
God in Tender Love
God Is Calling
God Is Longing
God Is Now Speaking
God’s Time Is Now
God Will Bring
Gracious Redeemer
He First Loved Me
How Fresh and Green
I Am Coming
I Have Overcome
I Hear Him Call
Incline Your Ear
I Need Thy Grace
Jesus Calls Me
Jesus Is Calling
Kindly Entreating
Lead Me On
Let Us Draw Near
Long My Eager Heart
Lord, Teach Me
Love Supreme
Love Thee More
Low at Thy Throne
Lowly at Thy Feet
Mine the Privilege
My Heart Was Sad
My Life Is Hid
My Refuge and Hope
My Saviour’s Love
My Saviour Speaks
My Soul’s Desire
No Reputation
O Hasten to Jesus
O Help Us, Lord
One Day Too Late
Passing By
Patiently Continue
Praying Always
Pressing On
Soul Adrift
Teach Us, Lord
Tell Me Again
The Heart of God
There Is a Way
There Is Rest
The Truth of God
Time Is Passing
Today Is Mine
Will You Come?
With Heart Resigned
Sandy Scott
Afar From God
Apart With Thee
Called Home to Rest
Christ Is Coming
Forget Them Not
Leave Me Not Alone
No East or West
Only One Step
O Weary Soul
Teach Me Submission
The King of Kings
Thomas M. Turner
Thomas Turner
He Waits for Thee
Tom Holmes
Jesus With You
Tom Roberts
(Unknown)
(Unknown - From O. N. 1935)
Violet Webster
W. C. Martin
William Carroll
My Need
Send Thy Light
William Leslie
Abundant Life
William T. Sleeper
Willie Hughes
God’s Salvation
In Vain Do the Wise
Why Not?
Why Should I Walk?
Willie Jamieson
I’ve a Friend
Will L. Thompson
For You and for Me
Winnie Adams
Winnie Mewes
Alone With Jesus
Wm. J. Kirkpatrick
W. Spencer Walton
W. W. Morse
A Hand Held Out
Composer Index
Aaa
Lowly at Thy Feet
A. B. Simpson (1848-1919)
A. Ewing (1830-1895)
A. H. Ackley
Fret Not Thy Soul
A. H. Mann (1850-1930)
’Tis Not in Vain
A. J. Gordon (1836-1895)
A. J. Showalter (1858-1924)
Albert Simpson Reitz
A. Lee
His Way Is Best
Alfred Judson
Why Should I Walk?
A. L. Peace (1844-1912)
Leave Me Not Alone
A. M. Kelly
A. M. Mackay
Andrew Robb
Annie F. Q. Harrison (arranged by A.W.B.)
God in Heaven
A. Patton (1853)
A. R. Haselwood
Arthur H. Mann (1850-1929)
Asa Hull
Search Me, O God
A. W. Beatty (1799-1883)
Long My Eager Heart
B. B. Towner (1850-1919)
Live for Others
Ben H. Price
Apart With Thee
Bert Pattison
B. Frank Butts
B. Lowry (1826-1899)
B. M. Ramsey (1849-1923)
B. R. Hanby (1833-1867)
Hidden
Perishing
C. Austin Miles
In the Garden
Youth
C. Booth-Clibborn
C. Bryan
C. C. Williams
C. D. Tillman (1861-)
Thirsty Soul
Time Is Passing
Will You Come?
C. D. Urhan (1790-1845)
Lo, We Can Tread
C. E. Pollock
The Pages of Life
C. F. Witt (1660-1716)
Bind Me in Thy Yoke
So Kind a Shepherd
Charles A. Converse (1832-1918)
Charles H. Gabriel
A Little While
Charles H. Gabriel (1836-1932)
Charles H. Gabriel (1856-1932)
He Waits for Thee
In Every Part
O Seeking Soul
Charles J. Butler
Charles Reeves
C. Howard (1856-1927)
Forget Them Not
C. H. Purday (1799-1885)
Lord Jesus, Lead
Cuthbert Howard (1856-1927)
Dave E. Roberts
O Blessèd Lord
David Grant (1833-1893)
David Owen
D. B. Towner (1850-1919)
When First We Heard
Don Puffalt
God Is Longing
My Saviour’s Love
Dora Boole
Dr. E. Miller (1732-1807)
When I Survey
Dr. L. Mason (1792-1872)
Master, Speak
Dr. Lowell Mason (1792-1872)
How Sweet It Is
Wash Me From Sin
Dr. Mainzer (1801-1851)
Lord, Speak to Me
Lord, Teach Me
E. E. Satterly
Jesus Lives in Me
E. Hemt (1818-1883)
There Is No Gain
E. J. Hopkins (1818-1901)
My Saviour Speaks
O Lamb of God
Eli Christy
Elinor Kleeb
Sweet Is the Rest
Elizabeth Pate
Impelled by Love
E. Lorenz
Elsie Ahlwen (1905-)
Life’s Short Day
E. O. Excell (1851-1921)
God’s Salvation
E. S. Lorenz (1889-1942)
E. S. Rice
Passing By
E. S. Ufford (1851-1930)
God Is Now Speaking
Ethel Roehl
Come, Follow Me
E. Voigtlander
Follow Me
E. W. Bullinger (1837-1913)
I Am Trusting Thee
F. A. Blackmer
F. Bruce (1878-1945)
Gracious Redeemer
Oh! for the Peace
F. C. Maker (1844-1927)
F. E. Belden
F. Hermann Geue
Alone With Jesus
No Reputation
F. M. Davis (1839-1896)
Out of Christ
F. Mendelssohn (1809-1847)
We Would See Jesus
F. R. Havergal (1836-1879)
F. S. Fearis
F. S. Turney (1863-1932)
Let Him Mould Thee
Geo. C. Hugg (1848-1907)
Geo. C. Stebbins (1846-1945)
Can Ye Not Watch?
Come Unto Me
God Is Faithful
God’s Time Is Now
If We but Knew
Shepherd of Israel
Teach Me Submission
Teach Us, Lord
The Way of God
Thine Own Way, Lord
Geoffrey Bowdler
Fellowship
George C. Stebbins (1846-1945)
George D. Moore (19th Century)
G. F. Root (1820-1895)
Clad in Your Armour
G. Hewes (1806-1873)
G. J. Webb (1803-1887)
Glenn Smith
Lord, How Good
Glenn Smith (1880-1968)
Heart and Purpose
He Knows Our Hearts
Just Cling
Steady and True
Grant Colfax Tullar (1869-1950)
Help Me, Lord
Jesus Calls Me
G. T. Caldbeck (1852-C.1919)
Abide in Him
G. W. Martin (1828-1881)
The Way to Calvary
Hadyn (1732-1809)
Come, Brothers, On
H. Baker (1835-1910)
God Calling Yet
Take Up Thy Cross
H. Booth (1842-1926)
Other Sheep
H. C. G. Moule (1841-1920)
O Give Me Rest
H. D. Lothrop
We Are Building
Henry P. Morton
Henry T. Smart (1813-1879)
H. G. Nageli (1768-1836)
Bow Down Thine Ear
H. Green (1871-1931)
Speak, Lord
H. H. Booth (1862-1926)
Thou Art Worthy
H. J. E. Holmes (1852-1938)
H. L. Gilmour (1837-1920)
H. P. Danks (1834-1903)
Art Thou Waiting?
H. Percy Smith (1825-1898)
Increase Our Faith
H. P. Main (1838-1925)
Is There No Light?
Wait on the Lord
H. R. Bishop (-1855)
H. Redman
H. Smart (1813-1879)
How Real to Know
Hubert P. Main (1839-1925)
Called Home to Rest
Hugh Roberts
H. W. Baker (1821-1877)
To This Earth
I. B. Woodbury (1819-1868)
From Every Stain
I.D. Sankey (1840-1908)
Only Remembered
I. H. Meredith
Sow the Word
Ira B. Wilson (1880-1950)
Hold Fast
Ira D. Sankey (1840-1908)
Pressing On
There Is a Kingdom
Upon a Lonely Mount
Watch and Pray
Ira Stanphill
A Tender Heart
I. Smith (1725-1800)
Unerring One
James M. Black (1856-1938)
J. B. Dykes (1823-1876)
No East or West
Our Blest Redeemer
Our God, Our Father
Patiently Continue
Send Thy Light
Through Good Report
Through the Night
We Come Apart
J. B. Dykes (1823-1878)
J. B. Mackay
He’s the One
J. B. Morgan
J.B.O. Clemm
J. Bruce Evans
J. B. Woodbury (1819-1858)
J. E. French
J. E. Hawes
Songs of Zion
J. H. Burke (19th Century)
J. H. Gower (1855-1922)
With Heart Resigned
J. H. Mc Naughton
Love Thee More
J. H. Stockton
J. H. Stockton (1813-1877)
I Am Coming
J. Langrom (1835-1909)
Today Is Mine
J. Lincoln Hall (1866-1930)
How Fresh and Green
J. Lindberg
J. MacAdam
Only One Life
J. M. Black (1856-1938)
My Wayward Heart
J. M. Bonnar
Abundant Life
J. M. Bonnar (arranged)
Let Us Pause
My Heart Is Resting
J. McGranaham (1840-1907)
I Know Not Why
J. McGranahan (1840-1907)
J. M. Duncan
J. M. Whyte
Lord, Be Not Silent
Was It for Me?
John Campbell (1845-1914)
John Hatton (1710-1793)
Go, Labour On
John Zundel (1815-1882)
Jonathan Wright
The Next Step
Jos. P. Webster (1819-1875)
J. Price
I Would Be True
J. R. Sweney (1837-1899)
A Hand Held Out
Give Me Jesus
God Is Here
Holy Spirit
May They All Be One
Moments of Blessing
More About Jesus
The Saviour With Me
We Have Found Him
J. R. Thomas (1839-1922)
J. S.
Precious Thought
J. S. Fearis
Why Not?
Julius Dahlof (1871-1913)
J. W. Dadmun
He Hath Blessed Us
J. W. Van De Venter (1855-1939)
God in His Mercy
Ken Paginton
Thy Child
K. F. Garrard
The Truth of God
King Thibaut Of Navarre
Know Shaw (1834-1878)
As You Journey Home
Lady Nairne (1766-1843)
O Blessèd Lord
L. E. Jones (1865-1936)
In Vain Do the Wise
Lewis Hartsough (1820-1872)
Incline Your Ear
L. L. Pickett
Speak to My Soul
L. Mason (1792-1872)
Lucie Manning
Search Me, O Lord
Ludwig von Beethoven (1720-1827)
Ludwig von Beethoven (1770-1827)
Mary Naline
We Are Fading
Maud Anita Hart
Mine the Privilege
Maurice A. Clifton
How Blest Are They
May Whittle Moody (1870-)
Tell Me Again
M. B. Ramsey (1849-1923)
Teach Me Thy Way
M. D. Mcphail
M. E. Upham
Jesus Is Calling
M. J. Babbit
In Jesus’ Hands
Mlle. S. Zuberbuhler (1839-1893)
Let Not My Soul
M. Macpherson
Lord, in My Need
Tomorrow’s Path
Mozart (1756-1791)
Here We Come
Mrs. Booth-Clibborn (1858-1955)
At Thy Feet I Fall
Mrs. C. Coombs
Mrs. C. H. Morris (1842-1925)
Kindly Entreating
Mrs. C. H. Morris (1862-1925)
Counted In
Mrs. E. M. Anderson
Only One Step
The Call to Labour
Mrs. J. G. Wilson
My Heart Was Sad
Precious Seed
So Strange It Seems
Mrs. Lewis S. Chafer
O God, I Thank Thee
Mrs. Mary Lou Todd
Lead Me to the Rock
O Say Not Ye
Mrs. May Schulz
Mrs. W. Bliss
Old 124Th (Abridged)
Longings
Old American Melody
Peter Ritter (1760-1847)
Christ for Me
My Need
Powell G. Fithian
Lord, Grant My Life
P. P. Bilhorn (1861-1936)
My Refuge and Hope
P. P. Bilhorn (1881-1936)
O Tell Me More
P. P. Bliss (1837-1876)
P. P. Bliss (1838-1876)
As We Gather
There Is Rest
P. P. Bliss (1839-1876)
God Will Bring
O Hasten to Jesus
Still Undecided
Queen Liliuokalani
I’ve a Friend
Ralph Harrison
I Need Thy Grace
R. Crosbie
Redhead No. 76
R. E. Hudson (1843-1901)
Satisfied
R. Jackson (1840-1914)
R. Jackson (1842-1914)
R. Lowry (1826-1899)
Low at Thy Throne
Soul Adrift
Sam Jones
Let Us Draw Near
Love Supreme
S. D. Goodale
S. J. Vail (1815-1884)
Lead Me On
S. J. Vail (1818-1884)
Close to Thee
S. S. Wesley (1810-1876)
He First Loved Me
T. A. Arne (1710-1778)
I Worship Thee
T. F. Westendorf
T. Haynes Bayley (1747-1834)
Cleansing for Me
Tullus C. O’Kane (1839-1912)
Do Not Resist
(Unknown – From O. N. 1919)
Come, Ye Weary Ones
There Is a Way
Ere We Part
(Unknown – From Redemption Songs 533)
He Who Hath Led
(Unknown – Tune Name: Allein auf dem Berge)
(Unknown – Tune Name: Old 100th)
From Lips of Babes
The Heart of God
(Unknown – Tune Name: Old 124th, abridged)
Approved of God
Virgil P. Brock Blanche Kerr Brock
When Life Is Ended
W. B. Bradbury (1816-1868)
Just as I Am
O Weary Soul
W. Bradbury (1816-1868)
W. F. Sherwin (1826-1888)
W. H. Doane
W. H. Doane (1832-1915)
I Have Overcome
More Love to Thee
Thy Perfect Love
When Jesus Comes
W. H. Doane (1832-1916)
God in Tender Love
Jesus With You
W. H. Havergal (1793-1870)
O God of Bethel
W. H. Monk (1823-1889)
Abide With Me
Will L. Thompson (1847-1909)
For You and for Me
W. J. Kirkpatrick (1836-1921)
Come to Jesus
W. J. Kirkpatrick (1838-1921)
Abundant in Mercy
Afar From God
Be Ye Immovable
God Is Calling
My Soul’s Desire
One Day Too Late
The King of Kings
W. L. Viner (1790-1867)
Passing Onward
W. Macomber (1865-1896)
Wm. A. Huntley (arranged)
Wm. B. Bradbury (1816-1868)
All the Way
I Hear Him Call
O Help Us, Lord
W. M. Huntley
My Pilgrim Way
Wm. J. Kirkpatrick (1838-1921)
Alone With God
Calvary
Christ Is Coming
Give Me Thy Heart
Give of Your Best
Praying Always
W. S. Martin (1862-1935)
I Love My Master
W. S. Nickel
W. Stillman Martin (1862-1935)
Lord, in Our Need
W. S. Weeden (1847-1908)
Christ for Us
I Never Can Forget
My Life Is Hid

Hymns Old and New 1987

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